My Husband Turned into Garfield Before the Divorce

Although Potion Master is one of the five most popular legal professions along with Conjurer, Holy Swordsman, Space Magician, and Elemental Magician, we are actually quite poor.

There is a saying that goes well, the holy sword is poor for three generations, and the potion ruins one's life.

Holy swordsman mainly spends money on weapons, and different levels need to be replaced with different levels of weapons. However, in the past, used ones can be resold second-hand. Now that the Internet is so developed, second-hand items are easy to resell, or buy second-hand equipment replaced by others.Therefore, the poverty of the Holy Sword is good, and the three generations of grandparents and grandchildren tighten their belts, and there will be one.

But we potion masters are not, materials, reagents, crucibles, teaching materials, instruments... none of them are consumables, and some experiments not only need to buy materials in the early stage, but because of serious pollution, after the experiment, you have to pay someone to help you clean up the residue, otherwise you have to wait. Just pay the fines, the money is spent like water, there is no potionist who doesn't have money piled up, but I am not, I piled up student loans and work-study programs.

The director of the profiteer is actually my senior. He is the first class of students my teacher taught. Potion masters are not easy to get a job, so everyone almost follows the seniors.

The other colleagues in the store are either seniors who are a few years older than me, or seniors who are a few years older than me at the school next door. In this way, our circle is actually quite small.

The director of the profiteer was considered a good one in their class, but the shop he opened can only barely maintain the research expenses, especially when we are researching a magic reversal potion, which is a waste of money.

So, one day, the store couldn't open the pot.

"Why don't we sell another round of eggs?" I weakly raised my hand.

"Forget it, you're dead, unless when Adrian divorces you, or you get caught cheating, you can still attract a wave of fans."

Whoever I provoke, why did I cheat, I was still caught, I wanted to protest that Adrian was the one who wanted to cheat, but seeing the bubbling around the corner of the director's mouth, he still kept his mouth shut.

He even calls this fan sucking, what else can I do to him.

The director wanted to sell one of his limited-edition crucibles, but it was a custom-signed one that was rewarded to outstanding alumni for the centennial celebration.

And I don't think anyone will want to sell it.

Everyone was frowning, and I suddenly remembered that I had the family money that appeared on my card every month.

I struggled all night, but seeing that the director was about to go to the bar next door to do a striptease, I broke my heart, even if I borrowed it from Adrian, I will pay it back slowly after I get paid.

When I handed over the money to the director, he was so excited that he almost called me dad.

"I knew I didn't hurt you for nothing. If Adrian cheats in the future, we will help you throw rotten eggs together."

Why hasn't this thread passed yet.

Just when I was about to report it to Adrian, I found that there was another sum of money in the account.

My face suddenly hurt a little, since I had already agreed to each other's own lives, but I was spending the other party's money with peace of mind, and it was fine to spend it at home, and I used it to settle personal affairs.

So when Adrian came home later, I handed him a piece of paper with a repayment plan that I had spent a whole week working on.

"That's it. The interest is according to the bank's. Is there anything you need to add?" I looked at him anxiously, for fear that he would force me to pay back the money at this time.

"I have no opinion."

But his complexion is indeed very ugly, is it because he thinks the interest is low?But I really can't afford any more money, so I have to cut down on food and clothing, and I will have to rely on the magic little eDonkey for travel for at least five years.

But I didn't see it before, Adrian is still quite a stingy person, because of this little interest, he started to separate from me, and moved pillows to the guest room by himself.

I actually think he was at a loss for doing so. The master bedroom is more than double the size of the guest room. Calculated in this way, the average area he occupies is also reduced. Hey, bad boy, math is probably taught by the physical education teacher.

I am quite happy enjoying a bedroom by myself, and I can also secretly keep accounts every day. Now that I know Adrian’s problem, we have to be self-aware, so that he will pay me back one day, and we also have a proof , I carefully recorded how much I ate and spent every day. The potions in the basement were regularly replenished by a special person, and the family account was not taken. I asked the housekeeper where the money came from, and he said he didn’t know. I understand, some of them are contraband at first glance, the ones that are not allowed to be sold in the market, you have to have special channels to get them, we understand, let’s not ask, this favor is worthy, so the potion I gave to Adrian is Not counting his money, although the material is his, but the manual fee is mine.

The days passed day by day like this, until one day I suddenly realized that it seemed that I hadn’t seen Adrian for a long time, one, two, three...three months, the last time I saw him he was still wearing a single shirt, and now I’m wearing a sweater Still cold enough to sneeze.

I ran to the guest room and looked in the closet. The summer clothes had been sorted out, and a few thick clothes were hanging outside. It seemed that Adrian had come back and picked up seasonal clothes.

I'm relieved, at least no one outside will say that I'm going to freeze my husband to death.

I spend my own money on what I eat now, so I don't want to give him an unvirtuous name for nothing.

In a flash, Adrian and I have been married for three years, and he has also changed from a green boy to an old onion who is about to run three. Just when I thought I would live a lifetime with Adrian as respected as "ice", The empire suddenly amended a law——

The Empire allowed divorce.