Lahat ng Kabanata ng The Merman, My Man: Kabanata 111 - Kabanata 120

I was slowly dragged out of the water, but a part of my heart seemed to be missing. I had to admit that my attention and hearing were still on Dicken, but I had to force myself not to look back at him. Dicken was on the winning side, and he had taken the absolute advantage. The red-haired merman and his entourage could no longer harm him. It wasn’t suitable for a human being like me to stay in the mermen community, and I couldn’t depend on Dicken to protect me at all times. Leaving was the logical and best decision. As soon as my upper body was out of the cave, I was carried by warm hands. When I looked up, I saw some familiar faces, and they were my university classmates! Besides Peter, my senior Jack, Jolin, and a few muscular men with weapons were there. I bet they were either soldiers or mercenaries. Seeing my classmates under such circumstances brought me to tears. They were my companions. They wouldn’t abandon me as Gary did. I composed myself to avoid breaking down in tea

My heart wrenched when I remembered the look in Dicken's eyes. I couldn't help but wonder if Dicken would come to me after he had killed the merman. Would he hide in the dark, watch me and wait for the opportunity to violate me like before. I subconsciously sat up and looked around nervously. Then, my gaze was attracted by the thick fog above the lake not far away. I wasn't sure if it was because I'd been thinking about Dicken. I felt a faint shadow in the thick dog, and I felt that it was Dicken!My heart sank as soon as the thought occupied my mind. I tried to convince myself I must have been wrong, but there was a soft prompting in my heart, 'That's him! It's Dicken!'I wanted to wake Jolin up, but my hand froze. An inexplicable urge filled my heart. I clenched my fist and secretly made up my mind. I had been worried about Dicken all this while. Despite knowing he was strong, I wished to see it with my own eyes. I needed to know if he injured himself in the violent fight becau

I finally reacted to the situation. I wriggled my neck subconsciously, trying to get up and escape from him. But my body was wholly blocked by him. I could only fall on the rock together with him. Soon, my toes were off the ground, and I fell onto Dicken’s sturdy body as if I had lost my center of gravity. I supported myself with great difficulties using my arms to avoid being too close to him.I might have aggravated the wound on my waist as I struggled. A piercing pain spread throughout my body. I didn’t want Dicken to know about my injuries because I knew he would heal me with his tongue. Who knew if he would react wildly and try to violate me again. My companions were just nearby! My breathing quickened. I stared at Dicken, who was now below me with a terrifying look in my eyes. I was afraid he would pounce on me and hold me down on the rocks in the next second. However, he pushed the back of my neck lightly to be closer to him. He started to rub his lips around my face and squ

I followed Dicken’s gaze and looked in the direction he showed me. I couldn’t help but take a deep breath. There was a torn wound under his pointed ears. Obviously, it was wounded during the intense fight. His thick, long hair covered the injury, and it was hard to notice. Did Dicken want me to heal his wounds? I quickly searched for the tape in my pocket, but Dicken held my hand suddenly. He squinted his narrow eyes and then gently stroked my lips with his webbed claw. He licked his lips erotically. He was trying to hint, asking me to heal him the same way. I was stunned. Feelings of shame and embarrassment filled me instantly, and my ears felt hot again. My licking would not be as effective as his, mine couldn’t heal. Dicken might not understand it. But at the same time, I didn’t want to be regarded as an ungrateful human who didn’t know how to repay the kindness. I couldn’t refuse Dicken’s request at all. He carefully healed my wounds just now, and I had no reason not to ret

“Will you return?” Dicken smirked slightly and asked again the question that had yet been answered. I looked Dicken in the eyes and realized I'd unknowingly signed a contract with this dangerous, mysterious creature. The contract stipulated that I would be completely devoted to him. The environment appeared quiet, and even the air seemed to stop moving for a split second. My companions' yelling was no longer audible to me. Time seemed to be moving backward quickly. All of my Dicken-related memories were playing in my head like a movie, and they came to a halt at a picture of the cold sea. Then, from a distance, I heard a familiar voice. "Little girl, will you return to me?" Dicken asked in English. Dicken had asked a similar question earlier. As if everything was predetermined. Dicken had asked me the same question when I was a child. But I was only a kid at the time. Nothing made sense to me, and I had no recollection of it. More than a decade had passed. I'd completely