When she wiped her eyes and got up, she realized the window was open. After coming back from Kang-woo like that, she cried endlessly.
Checking if he had turned away after leaving the door slightly open, she, annoyed by his stubbornness, turned the blanket upside down and sobbed. Eventually, she fell asleep.
She got up, stepped on the bedsheet, and closed the window. In the meantime, in the bleak rain, a desolate man was standing.
Afraid to look closely, she rubbed her eyes and looked again. Although he had turned around, it was definitely Kang-woo. He stood in the rain with his jacket draped over his arms, getting wet from the shirt wind.
She checked the time on her phone. 3 a.m.
The time she had returned after parting with him was probably not even 11 p.m.
Her head and heart were at odds.
If she collapsed here, everything would be ruined. They would have to continue going through difficult times without achieving anything by turning around. Maybe if she endured it harshly now, it might be left as a faint memory someday. Enough for her to joke that her first love was like that.
She hoped time would pass while leaning on the headboard. Another hour passed like that.
Thinking he had left, she peeked her head up. Worried that he might notice her concern, she hesitated. However, he hadn’t looked back at the studio even once. He stood still as if frozen, making her even more worried.
Thinking she should go out before it got worse, she picked up a long umbrella and went out. Even with the sound of rain behind her, he didn’t turn around. His white nape exposed above the collar of his shirt was wet.
“Why are you doing this to me? Seriously…”
She extended her hand and covered him with the umbrella, choking on her tears. The soaked back that stuck to his skin slowly turned away. The originally reddish color of his lips became pale, and he weakly smiled.
“I told you. I said I would endure and catch you, no matter what.”
Rain penetrated the inside of the umbrella, blurring the view. Perhaps the overflowing tears made her vision blurry.
“I really don’t know what to do when Kang-woo acts stubborn like this…”
Blindly, Kang-woo pressed his lips together. Unable to resist, he pulled Se-ah’s neck closer, gently exhaling a tender breath.
His large hand ascended along Se-ah’s spine, enveloping her reddened cheek. As if breathless, their breathing became erratic. She even dropped the umbrella as the pulling force became too strong, and she ended up snug against his firm chest.
“Sigh.”
As his persistent lips finally parted, a warm breath was released. A bit of color returned to the pale cheek that had a bluish tint. Gazing silently, Kang-woo cautiously reached out, clasping Se-ah’s cheek.
“By making you suffer alone… by causing your heart pain… even if I misunderstood you for a moment, I’m sorry. I’m just sorry.”
Despite deliberately maintaining composure and speaking slowly, his face looked tortured. Tears filled his swollen, pained eyes, and he exerted so much strength…
“…You can cry. I’ll wipe them away for you.”
Only then did tears trickle down Kang-woo’s cheek. Wiping away his tear-mingled raindrops, it felt painfully heartbreaking. Eventually, when Se-ah burst into sobs and Kang-woo, with a faint smile, responded, “If I make it hard for you again, you’re free to leave.”
“S-Sorry… It’s not that I hate you, Kang-woo.”
“I know. It couldn’t be helped.”
In the hustle, Kang-woo tenderly embraced the disoriented Se-ah.
“From now on, trust only me.”
Buried in his firm chest, a familiar woody scent spread. Confined in the wide embrace that she missed even in her dreams, Se-ah finally let go and cried.
Male lead Asks for a Divorce Every Day
It’s not often you come across a plot like this in the female-dominant genre — make sure to check it out!
This is a novel I’m planning to reread as well.
The male lead is strong, skilled in martial arts, and not the usual fragile type you often see in matriarchal novels.
Meanwhile, the female lead is a scientist—rational and logical. Even when she falls for the male lead, she doesn’t let her emotions cloud her decisions.
If you push through the first few chapters, you’ll gradually find the story really intriguing.
It has a mix of mystery, detective elements, and romance.
The author’s writing style is like crafting a puzzle—except they deliberately leave out a few pieces, making it hard to predict what happens next, yet keeping you hooked.
In the end, everything will come together and be explained.
One-sentence summary: Wife, stop playing with beakers and look at me!
In a laboratory accident, research scientist Zhu Wansheng accidentally travels to a matriarchal world. The original owner of the body is an eighteen-year-old only daughter of a wealthy rouge merchant, already married with a handsome young man.
Zhu Wansheng grins: Nice! She always said she was heaven’s favorite granddaughter. After a life of toil in her previous life, she can enjoy blessings in this one.
However, her joy lasts no more than three seconds as bad news arrives: the original owner’s family is about to go bankrupt, and her husband wants a divorce.
Even worse, she’s stuck with a research system full of restrictions.
Zhu Wansheng: ? Is this the destiny of a research dog?
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Faced with this mess, Zhu Wansheng pours herself a bowl of wine to drown her sorrows. In her drunken haze, her husband arrives.
His figure is imposing, holding a long sword, with a dignified air that captivates Zhu Wansheng.
Gu Yingqing, however, looks at the alcohol-reeking Zhu Wansheng with undisguised disgust and coldly asks, “Divorce or not?” The intoxicated Zhu Wansheng mumbles vaguely, “I think… it’s not… it’s not… impossible!”
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The next day, after sobering up, Zhu Wansheng is full of energy, rolling up her sleeves ready to make a big move. As for yesterday? She has no memory of it.
Zhu Wansheng is ambitious; a research dog fears nothing!
Upgrading rouge, extracting fragrances, producing perfumes, researching lipsticks… all shall bow to the power of modern technology!
The original owner’s dying rouge shop is revitalized. Her mother is pleased and with a wave of her hand, passes on the family business to her. As she takes control and her experimental results gain popularity, it’s the pinnacle of her life…
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But there are always those who can’t stand to see her doing well. Jealousy, scheming, assassination attempts – they want nothing less than her life.
The person who has always kept his distance from her suddenly holds her tightly in his arms, eyes full of concern.
She is unharmed, but he falls into a pool of blood…
Zhu Wansheng feels guilty, “I can grant you one wish.”
Gu Yingqing tentatively circles his arms around her, carefully resting his head in the crook of her neck, pleading softly, “I regret it. Can we not divorce?”
Zhu Wansheng: ? When did I agree to a divorce?
[Small Theater]
The newly developed rouge is beautifully packaged, and Zhu Wansheng is eager to try it.
Gu Yingqing suddenly appears: “My lady, may I apply it for you?”
Cool fingertips lightly brush her lips. His Adam’s apple bobs as he leans in for a light bite.
Zhu Wansheng: ?
Gu Yingqing: It smells so good, I wanted to taste it…
On a warm spring day, Zhu Wansheng tries a new perfume: “Spring Night.” Gu Yingqing corners her against a wall.
Warm breath lingers on her neck.
“My lady, from now on, may I test the fragrances for you?”
[Humorous female scientist vs scheming live-in son-in-law male lead]
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