A hospital in the suburbs of Gyeonggi Province.
As Seongjae got out of the car, he moved with a heavy heart into the hospital lobby.
The late evening hospital was eerily quiet.
When he saw the information desk far away, Seongjae suddenly stopped and let out a deep sigh without realizing it.
Finding a child born from someone he had left unspoken for a long time turned out to be more difficult and challenging than he thought.
Since he only knew that she had given birth to a child, he hadn’t heard any specific details from Inhye. He didn’t know the child’s name, and he wasn’t sure about the gender either. During the time she was hiding while having the child, it was likely that even acquaintances like Suhyang or Inhye’s close friends were unaware.
Eventually, Seongjae had to trace back to the day of their first encounter.
At that time, there were exactly three men. However, there was no specific information about them. Above all, because it wasn’t just one person he had met at that time, relying on memory had its limitations.
His diary, the only record he had, was the same. Although he tried to find traces of them, it seemed like a meeting he didn’t want to think about, and instead of names, there were only initials.
In this state, finding them seemed impossible.
Still, he didn’t give up.
He wanted to do anything he could, say anything he could, and, most importantly, he had to meet them first.
He found second-generation children of companies he had contacted at least once back then, and among them, he found second-generation children born out of wedlock. Then Seongjae confronted them by contrasting the information he had.
To break through the difficult barrier under the pretext of receiving investment for a movie, he met them in person.
The child he found through this process was Inhye’s daughter, and surprisingly, she wasn’t too far away.
What startled him was the fact that Inhye’s daughter was related to So-Ri. The world was so small that he couldn’t help but be surprised.
As he got to know more details, the intertwined relationships became more complicated and eerie. It didn’t seem like a particularly good connection, so he hesitated a lot before coming here.
But now, the child was in such poor condition that living a normal daily life was impossible. That’s why he reluctantly made up his mind.
“Yesterday, I called. I’m Han Seongjae. I’ve come with the permission of the guardian, Baek Jintae.”
“Ah, yes. We received a call as well. But I’m sorry, it’s not visiting hours now. Actually, visiting isn’t possible at the moment.”
“Can I at least see them for a moment from a distance?”
“Then follow me.”
Seongjae followed the guide, leaving the desk.
His palms were sweaty for no reason.
Walking along the quite long corridor, Seongjae took a deep breath.
“Today, in the afternoon, due to severe anxiety, she received a sedative injection. She might be asleep.”
“Yes. Did something happen today?”
“In the afternoon, there was a guardian’s visit, but she hasn’t been feeling well since then. So, visiting is prohibited for a while. If you want to meet the patient, it’s better to come back later.”
By the time the explanation was finished, the guide stopped in front of a door.
“Here.”
“Thank you.”
Seongjae slowly walked toward the glass door made in one corner of the hospital room.
Behind the glass, there was a bed that looked extremely cold.
And on that bed, a woman with her wrists and ankles tightly bound was lying, fast asleep.
“The person on that bed… Is she really Baek Sunhwa?”
“Yes. That’s correct.”
Exhaling a long breath, Seongjae lowered his head and closed his eyes tightly.
It was harder to face reality properly than he had imagined, more pathetic than he had envisioned.
During the time he thought about what to say when he met her, he had many thoughts. However, seeing Sunhwa lying down in a condition worse than he had imagined made it difficult to look at her directly.
If he met her, he might scold Baek Jintae, who couldn’t raise her properly, or blame Inhye, who weakly threw herself away after losing such a daughter.
However, looking at Sunhwa lying down with no soul, he couldn’t bring himself to blame Baek Jintae, who had raised her so poorly, or resent Inhye, who had given up so weakly.
He just felt sorry for the weight of life that the child had to bear.
With a perplexed heart, he leaned against the door of the hospital room and took out an envelope from his embrace, handing it to the guide.
“When Baek Sunhwa’s mental state stabilizes, could you deliver this?”
“May I ask what this is?”
“It’s a letter. I wrote a few words hoping it would help Baek Sunhwa recover when she gets better.”
“Yes. I understand. I will report it to the attending physician and deliver it as soon as possible.”
“Then, I appreciate your help.”
After polite farewells, Seongjae left the hospital with an expression that seemed to have sunk.
He seemed to have nothing to give to Sunhwa, who had pushed herself to the edge of the precipice.
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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