My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

I went back to work in the research institute, and my colleagues were very nice, they didn’t talk nonsense, and they didn’t explore my married life. They held a simple welcome ceremony for me-cutting aphids, aphids are ugly, but There's a rattling laugh when you cut it, a pastime that only potions masters understand, as the saying goes, we potionists don't have tears because we have aphids.

We quacked all afternoon.

When I went home at night, there was an extra quilt on the bed, thank God!

Adrian is not at home often, so I ride a small electric donkey back to work in the research institute from Monday to Friday, and spend two days in the basement and Disney in the weekend, and the days are not too sad.

Although Adrian didn't talk to me very much, he didn't treat me badly. I was still worried about what I would do if he wanted to develop a relationship with me. After being married for so long, I understood that he, like me, didn't look forward to this marriage.

That's great, saves a lot of trouble.

Until one weekend, Adrian was not at home as usual, and his mother came to visit.

I have never seen such a dignified and noble woman (Her Royal Highness does not count).

I directed the housekeeper to pour water, and then called her to sit in the room, and kicked my old fart pad under the sofa while she was not paying attention.

Seemingly seeing my nervousness, she comforted me gently: "Don't worry, I just stopped by here to have a look, and I'll send you photos from the wedding day."

She was soft and Adrian looked like her.

"How's life as a newlywed?"

"Still...not bad?"

"Adrian is very self-willed and picky eater, don't spoil him."

"understood."

"If he bullies you, you must come and tell me, and I will ask his father to teach him a lesson."

"No, he treats me very well." And he doesn't come home very often, so he has no chance to bully me.

"How is your illness?"

"It's ready, please take care of it."

I chatted with her till dusk, and though I was bored, she patiently chatted with me about Adrian, her puppies, and all kinds of royal gossip.

After she left, I rubbed the wedding photos and thought, if Adrian marries someone he loves, he must get along well with his mother, and there won't be any troublesome mother-in-law relationship.

If that's the case, the gentleness on his face in the photo will last longer.

Unfortunately, Adrian was drunk and Adrian married me.

From that day on, Adrian's mother often came to chat with me, and even asked me to go shopping together. Once or twice, I could still use the almighty "Well, is it true?", but after a long time, there will always be times when the truth is revealed. .

"Have you opened the strawberry wine I asked Adrian to bring back last week?"

"not yet."

"Great. I opened a bottle yesterday and found out that the temperature was not controlled properly this time. The wine was spoiled and completely sour. If it is not opened, please return it to me. I will pack some good ones for you when I go back. .”

"..."

"Go and get it." She repeated with a smile.

And my face was flushed, Adrian hasn't been home for a week, and I haven't seen any strawberry wine at all.

His ice-snow-smart mother quickly realized something in my silence.

"Oh my God……"

I couldn't bear to continue to deceive this gentle woman, and said to myself: "I'm very sorry, I lied to you."

But she looked more flustered than me: "It's nothing, it's not your fault, you don't need to apologize to me... I should go, yes, I have to go..."

Adrian came home that evening, and I sat down at the kitchen table to discuss a problem seriously with him for the first time.

"I'm sorry, I didn't make it clear to my mother, she won't bother you in the future." Adrian apologized first.

"Don't blame him. We didn't do a good job. It's your and my responsibility."

Adrian looked up at me, and there seemed to be a gleam in his blue eyes.

"Although our marriage was not expected by either party, it has happened, and there seems to be no way to redeem it. You gave me the greatest freedom, which I am grateful for. I want to make it clear that you also have On the basis of these freedoms, in return, I am willing to cooperate with your public behavior in front of the public, but it is better for our families to make it clear to them earlier."

Especially that gentle woman, she is already pitiful enough, his son will be tied to someone he doesn't love for the rest of his life.

Adrian looked at me for a long time until the hairs on my back started to grow.

Where am I wrong?

What else can I do, it's not me who doesn't recognize people when I'm drunk.

"I see."

I don't know how Adrian communicated with his family. Anyway, since that day, his mother hasn't been here again.

I breathed a sigh of relief, but why can't I still be happy?