She Dumped Her Dodgy Husband After Suffering Amnesiac

“Okay.” The host looked at the director nearby and nodded to let him continue.

The program continued. Natalie seemed as if she’d never gotten into an argument with the two of them, and she took the initiative to greet them. “Hellen, Vivian, long time no see.”

Vivian remained silent with a cold expression.

Hellen raised his eyebrows. “Not long after, I still frequently see your name in the broadcast room.”

Because of the conflict between her and Natalie, some viewers in the broadcast room changed their names: Natalie was a monkey, Natalie was a bitch, and so on.

Natalie’s smile froze on her face.

The next topic was still about Hellen’s occupation.

Hellen said indifferently, “Most of the makeup of the dead is relatively simple, but some unexpected deaths are more complicated, and they may need to be stitched up and filled in. If there is a missing part, we need to fix it up.”

The nearby Natalie suddenly asked, “Hellen, I’ve always been curious. You said the embalmer was for the sake of the final honor of the dead. Since this occupation is so great, why do you have to wear gloves when dealing with the corpses? Is it a taboo or fear?”

Natalie’s eyes were full of eagerness for knowledge when she asked such an innocent and naive question.

Hellen raised her eyelids and looked at the host, saying, “Wearing gloves is to prevent bacteria from polluting the corpse and preventing the bacteria on the corpse from contaminating our own hands. If bacteria are to infect a corpse, it might even develop lividity.”

Just as Hellen finished speaking, Natalie innocently said, “Oh.”

“I see. Are you afraid of the bacteria on the body?”

Hellen felt that Natalie was trying to stir up trouble. “I’m also afraid of bacteria on a living person. For example, you’re quite easy to attract bacteria with such a thick layer of makeup.”

The corners of Natalie’s mouth twitched, but she managed to maintain her composure in front of the camera. She blinked innocently and looked at the host with an aggrieved look.

The host smiled and said, “Natalie might have been too curious about this profession and asked too many questions.”

Vivian grunted. “There are a lot of them.”

Next was the question of Hellen’s occupation. The host had asked about Hellen’s corpse which left the deepest impression on her.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

Hellen recollected for a while: “A lot.”

There were too many corpses under her hand. An old man above the age of 80, or a kid who had suffered an accident.

There was once an eight-year-old girl who had been knocked by a half-hung truck. Even now, Hellen was still shocked when she recalled it.

“Miss Jovano has never been afraid of ghosts and gods. There should be no corpses or anything in the world that can scare you, right?” The host smiled and spoke.

Hellen turned towards the host, “I’m afraid but even if I am afraid, I still have to do it.”

Hellen’s greatest fear was when the corpse was delivered and when the white cloth of the deceased was lifted.

At that time, she didn’t know what the person under the white cloth looked like or what kind of expression the person had. Sometimes, it was peaceful, and sometimes, it was accidental death. The person opened his or her mouth wide, revealing his or her white teeth.

Every time that happened, her heart would tremble.

Hellen was in a bad mood because the host always asked her annoying questions.

Although the host did not ask the questions that Hellen had deleted from the list that Eddie wrote down, she did not ask the questions that were on the list.

Natalie sat on one side with a confused look on her face.

“That’s great. It’s the last honor for the deceased, which makes me look forward to it. If I don’t work as an actor in the future, I may work in this industry.”

Hellen laughed ambiguously. “Natalie, this profession is internally established and requires the relevant professional qualifications to be admitted. May I ask how your grades are?”

Natalie:”…”

Natalie’s grades were reported to be fake during the scolding war on the internet. She had dropped out of school in Grade 2.

The host changed the topic at the right time and ended this conversation. “I believe everyone is tired after talking for so long, let us play some table games.”

The advertisers had paid for table games, and the first game they started as Werewolves.

There were six people for the game, three civilians, one witch, and two werewolves.

Hellen drew the commoner card and sat there obediently, watching others show off.

Natalie probably wanted to show off her intelligence at this stage, so she jumped out and said, “Last night was Christmas Eve because I was a witch who took the medicine and the person who got stabbed was Vivian. Vivian, from now on, you have to follow me! You’ll vote for whoever I choose. Trust me!”

Vivian: “…” What was that?

After playing around for a bit, Hellen became Natalie’s target.

“I feel that Hellen’s explanation just now wasn’t clear at all. Her words were so unclear. She must have felt guilty.”

Hellen frowned. “I just don’t play it well.”

Natalie’s eyes widened. “You shouldn’t play this way! Werewolves can’t say that!”

Hellen pursed her lips.

After a round of the game, although Vivian didn’t listen to Natalie, she couldn’t resist two of the hosts switching sides.

In the first round of tragedy for Hellen, she picked up a cup of tea and drank it as she watched Natalie’s lips blubber.

Not long after, the game ended. Natalie and the other host were the werewolves, winning.

“Who, Who’s the Witch?” The host was shocked.

Hellen flipped through her identity card. “It’s me. I’ve never played this before. I don’t understand.”

Natalie giggled. “Hellen, you’re so stupid, hahaha…”

Hellen narrowed her eyes.

The host came to the rescue.

Soon, another game started. This time, it was traditional cards, and the host explained the rules of the game.

The rules of the game were that everyone should put cards on the table in order and stack them up in a long line. If they encountered the same number, they could take them all at the same time. If someone acted slowly or reacted slowly, they would lose the card after being pressed down by someone.

“Hellen, this is much simpler. It suits you very well.” Natalie’s smile contained a hint of mockery.

Hellen frowned. If she hadn’t wanted to make things difficult for Eddie, she would have left long ago.

The cards are put down one by one. Someone would take them away occasionally, and some people’s cards are regretfully kept.

At that moment, the focus was on Natalie. Her acting was perfect, and when she took away the cards, she was happy and giggling. When her cars were kept by someone, she groaned in the grievance.

Hearing this, goosebumps arose on Hellen’s skin. Taking advantage of the time when the others were putting their cards down, she drew close to Vivian’s ear. “How is her acting?”

“How pretentious,” Vivian whispered.

Hellen placed another card on the table and Natalie pressed it down swiftly.

Before Hellen could retract her hand, Natalie had slapped it on the table.

“Ah! I didn’t do it on purpose!” Natalie took the chance when Hellen retracted her hand and pressed down on her cards, smiling. “I’m holding it back; you can’t take it.”

Hellen looked at her reddened palm and looked up at Natalie with cold eyes.

Making trouble?

Suppressing her anger, Hellen continued playing. When Natalie finished playing cards, she was about to put them up when Natalie reached out and snatched the cards from her hand.

The card was of good quality and had a sharp edge. Natalie directly cut it with her hand.

She released a cry of alarm. The back of her hand was cut open, blood flowing out.

The wound was not big, but Natalie covered the back of her hand and looked at Hellen with surprise and grievance. “Hellen, what are you doing?”

Vivian hurriedly said from the side, “Hellen didn’t do it on purpose. You stretched out your hand too quickly!”

Natalie bit her lower lip with tears in her eyes. “Then do I have to apologize to Hellen?”

Vivian frowned. “I didn’t ask you to apologize. I’m explaining to you that it was an accident.”

Vivian still wanted to explain, but Hellen stretched out her hand to stop her.

She played with the cards in her hand and held them between her fingers. “Natalie, are you done pretending? You’ve made me sick!”