My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

Owning a cat is a very difficult thing.

Several old butt pads that have been with me for ten years have been killed by Adrian's claws one after another, but the scratch board that I bought for a month is still as good as new.

At the beginning of the beating, I could manage it for two days. After he even lay down on the ass pad to be beaten, I gave up.

It wasn’t just those fart pads that suffered, he was so excited that he jumped onto the laboratory bench and kicked over all the medicine bottles with incomparable accuracy. The smoke mixed with the medicines choked me out of the basement, and it couldn’t be cleaned for several days.

I really can't understand that a holy swordsman with a sound mind can do such a stupid behavior. He attributes all this to the cat's subconscious. I have never raised a cat, so let's take what he said is true.

While waiting for the smell in the basement to dissipate, I can only sit in the living room boredly reading a book, play with him on cat sticks, wind-up mice, and fluff balls, and donate my thighs to let him sleep when he is tired from playing.

Sometimes I can't help but wonder, if we are divorced now, can he charge for taking up my private time?

There are also those projects that accompany you to play.

It is said that the director of a profiteer performed a striptease and earned tens of thousands of yuan. I am not in a good condition, and I don’t have to take off my clothes, so I just discounted it, and it must be several thousand.

I feel like I'm at a big loss.

So after dinner, I settled an account with Adrian.

That silly cat stepped on my leg and stared at the calculator for a long time.

The number... is indeed a bit big, but it didn't prevent him from bargaining.

I patted his head.

"Hey, talk, do you agree?"

Adrian raised his head and looked at me backwards.

I found that his face was quite round when inverted.

With a round face on his face, he cautiously said, "Then what, why are there so many..."

The price was a bit unreasonable, but it was far from enough to make a long-established holy swordsman show this expression.

I glanced at the calculator suspiciously. Oops, I forgot to press the decimal point, and the original number was enlarged by a hundred times.

I felt guilty for a while, and I didn't want to admit my mistake. I planned to wait for him to give me the money, and then I would think of an excuse to return it back, so I put on a face: "What a lot, do you know how precious the pharmacist's time is? We The Reversal Potion can be awarded the Order of the Rose, and its market value is at least this amount. Now that you have affected the progress of the experiment, the loss is huge, so asking you for this little compensation is nothing."

Adrian shrank his neck when I yelled at him. Maybe the amount of money was indeed a bit large. He hesitated for a long time, and finally he was a little loose.

"Is an installment purchase possible?"

There was some shame on that expression, some annoyance, and some pain in the flesh...

When does a man start to have an intense savings plan?Nine times out of ten it is when he is ready to get married.

It took me 5 minutes to realize the fact that marrying a red-haired princess should be expensive.

In order to fight for the ownership of Disney in the future, I decided to take a step back.

"How many installments do you want?"

He stretched out a paw, showing five white hooks.

It is not impossible to divide into five installments.

"How about five hundred issues? I'll give you 1 yuan a month."

"..." I took back my previous words.

I picked up the nape of his neck, held that damned face in front of my eyes, gritted my teeth and said, "Just dream about it, cancel it in installments, if the money doesn't arrive before dawn tomorrow... "

He pursed his ears and put his tail between his legs, feeling aggrieved.

"Don't even think about me signing the divorce agreement." Want to marry a princess?Next life!

"Are you serious?"

I nodded firmly.

Damn Adrian didn't know which tendon was wrong, he changed his expression in an instant, his ears were pricked up, his eyes were rounded, his tail was upturned, and he didn't even pretend to be dead.

"I have no money, not a dime."

He jumped on the table, messed up the numbers on the calculator, and strutted into the bathroom wagging his tail.

"Honey, come and wash my back!"

How did he have the face to call me!Is there any shame on the floor of the bathroom that others don't want?Or is it a freebie that comes with the water from the water company?

I hated to stand up and go to bathe him, and vowed not to give up until he was bald.