After My Beastman Husband Lost His Memory - Chapter 2

Chapter 2

After finishing my sentence, I didn’t care what else Lin Yi had to say.

I resolutely hung up the phone.

Huo Xiao and I met through a blind date.

Supposedly, Huo Xiao used to absolutely loathe the idea of marriage.

But because his genetic grade was too high, the Data Center chased after him every single day to nag him about it.

After being hounded multiple times, the man finally got fed up. He seriously wrote down a long list of conditions and threw them at the center.

He even said that if they couldn’t find someone who met those criteria, he would tear the place down.

In the end, the trembling staff at the Data Center uploaded those requirements to the Star Net.

I was matched with him within a second.

On the day of our blind date, Huo Xiao looked incredibly grumpy.

But the moment he laid eyes on me-

Huo Xiao: “Hi, wifey.”

Me: “?”

And that was how I got married.

At first, I thought I had struck gold.

But within two days of the wedding, I regretted it.

…Because Huo Xiao was truly fierce.

And very wicked.

On the nights he came home, even if I tried to crawl away in tears, he would drag me back.

He would hold me in his arms and tease me with a mischievous smirk.

It wouldn’t stop until I passed out.

…

I bit my lip.

I started looking through the divorce procedures.

Lin Yi first sent a few crying emojis.

Then, there was silence.

To be honest, I had full confidence in Lin Yi’s professional abilities.

I heard his true form was a Chinese Rural Dog-a little yellow dog.

Cute, handsome, and very loyal.

When Huo Xiao wanted to be with me, Lin Yi handled everything perfectly while having a mental breakdown.

Now that Huo Xiao wanted to divorce me, I was sure he could handle all the issues flawlessly as well.

Sure enough, after a period of silence, Lin Yi dutifully sent me the time and location for the divorce.

Three days later in the afternoon, at the Civil Affairs Bureau.

Me: “Received.”

Once things were settled, my heart calmed down a bit.

Thinking of the amnesiac Huo Xiao, I couldn’t help but feel a little worried.

Information regarding Huo Xiao’s injuries was classified; the Alliance had strictly blocked all news, so I hadn’t been able to see any reports from the media.

When he was hospitalized earlier, he wouldn’t let me visit him either.

So, until his smooth discharge, I didn’t even know what kind of injury he had sustained or how serious it was.

After a moment of hesitation, I couldn’t help but ask: “How is Huo Xiao doing… now?”

Lin Yi replied instantly: “Waaaaah!”

“Sister-in-law!!!”

“Sister-in-law, I knew it! You still love Brother Huo, don’t you? (Crying.jpg)”

I felt a bit awkward.

Love or not, we were about to get divorced. Why say such things?

But Lin Yi was clearly not deterred by my coldness.

He enthusiastically sent a barrage of messages.

Including a recent photo of Huo Xiao.

In the photo, the man looked indifferent, his face slightly pale.

Lin Yi: “Sister-in-law, Brother Huo was really seriously injured this time, otherwise he wouldn’t have forgotten you.”

“His external injuries are mostly healed now, but he’s actually still quite weak.”

“The doctor told him to rest for a few months, but Brother Huo won’t listen. He’s insisting on being discharged to carry out missions.”

“When you see him, please try to persuade him. (Puppy wagging tail.jpg)”

I clicked on the photo.

Looking at the man’s familiar features, I saw a hint of illness in his expression.

I couldn’t describe the feeling in my heart.

I didn’t know in what capacity I should persuade him.

But I still agreed to Lin Yi’s request.

…Setting aside the fact that he was my husband, Huo Xiao was still a hero of the Alliance.

Whether for public or private reasons, I should advise him to care more about his health.

Three days passed quickly.

Thinking that this might be the last time we’d see each other, I specifically put on a full face of makeup and wore a formal skirt suit. I wanted to treat the divorce proceedings with solemnity.

But just before leaving, I looked at myself in the mirror.

Unpleasant memories suddenly popped into my head.

The man had once pinned me against the mirror.

His voice was very raspy.

[Wifey, you’re dressed so beautifully. Who are you trying to see?]

[Oh, so you wanted to see me.]

[Why are you being so good, wifey…]

I shuddered violently.

I immediately turned around and removed my makeup, then threw on a simple white dress.

I checked myself in the mirror.

With a bare face, I looked like I had just thrown on whatever was lying around-very casual and not serious at all.

Perfect.

I nodded with satisfaction, picked up the prepared divorce agreement, and headed out.