Having left his family home and returned by car, Hyun Woo glanced at his wristwatch.
It was late.
Nevertheless, the image of the woman who had promised to wait for him rose in his mind, making him anxious.
Entering the city road, the car headed not for his home or the Imperial Hospital, but for Seo Han Hospital.
It was the hospital where So Ri’s mother, Su Hyang, was.
The dialysis room of Seo Han Hospital.
Su Hyang, who he had seen a few days ago, lay on the hospital bed in her modest form.
Why did all these trials come crashing down on this mother and daughter at once?
Sitting in the assistant chair beside Su Hyang’s bed, Hyun Woo’s expression turned bitter.
“I’m sorry, Hyun Woo. No, I should call you Professor Seo now.”
“It’s okay. Please call me comfortably.”
“Even if I look like this, it’s nothing serious. You know that, right, Professor Seo?”
Thinking that there was no such thing as a minor illness, Hyun Woo didn’t respond.
“I couldn’t sleep all night, thinking that I had said something unnecessary to Hyun Woo that day.”
It was a willlike saying that if something went wrong with her, she would entrust her daughter to him.
Su Hyang had been diagnosed with stage 2 chronic kidney disease and was receiving regular kidney dialysis.
Although her condition was not serious yet, So Ri, who had no father or siblings, seemed to be very worried.
“It’s okay.”
“I know you’re a man of few words, Professor Seo, and I feel like I’ve unloaded too heavy a burden on you.”
So Su Hyang felt very sorry for Hyun Woo.
She was most worried that Hyun Woo, who had learned the secret, would be tormented.
On top of that, she asked jokingly that day. How about So Ri as your bride?
She even brazenly urged him to look after So Ri until he became a specialist.
Hyun Woo, who had been expressionless, wasn’t particularly surprised.
Seeing this as a sign of hope, Su Hyang was determined to push it further.
It was a bit cruel to ask, but Su Hyang decided to think only of her daughter So Ri.
How hard it must have been for her daughter, who had been striving to become a doctor, step by step.
In front of her daughter’s dream of becoming my pride, it was impossible for me, her mother, to become an obstacle.
“But the reason I called you, Professor Seo, again is because I hope that you would take care of So Ri…”
“I’m sorry, but I have something to say first.”
At that moment, Hyun Woo recalled So Ri’s clear, transparent eyes.
The image of So Ri’s face, playful like a child next to her colleagues, passed by.
Hoping that those eyes, that innocent face, wouldn’t become black and white like me.
It wasn’t just out of sympathy for Su Hyang’s request.
He didn’t quite know what this emotion was, but Hyun Woo hardened his resolve for such a reason.
“I will marry So Ri.”
After the night ward round, So Ri was studying in the duty room with a professional book spread out.
Fortunately, most of the surgery patients from yesterday had regained consciousness, and the ward was getting through the night without any major issues.
Around three in the morning, a crisis came.
Sori drove away the impending sleep with caffeine, and managed to stretch her listless body.
“Ah! Subtly, it’s killing me.”
Everywhere hurt even if she slightly moved her body.
Standing in front of the mirror, she lifted the hem of her blouse, and examined her back from various angles.
Her back was covered in bruises, as if she’d been violently thrown, which was no exaggeration.
“Is Ji Woo okay? She must be sleeping well.”
It was too late to contact her, so she picked up her phone only to put it down again.
The previous events suddenly flashed through her mind. It was the first time she had experienced such an outburst of insults and mob assault in her life.
Seo Hyun Woo, who extinguished such uproar in an instant.
The surrounding atmosphere changed noticeably after his arrival.
“I should’ve seen it with my own eyes.”
Was his coolness exploding again?
That’s what having a crush was like.
Wanting to see his every move, anywhere and anytime.
Sori slumped down onto the chair and made a stand for her chin by pressing her elbows against the desk.
The warmth of his embrace, which he didn’t intentionally give.
His chest was more solid than she had thought.
The sound of his heavy breathing as he ran to the ward.
The vitality of his heartbeat that reached her ears.
Perhaps, even the dust on his clothes would have seemed pretty to Sori.
“I’m just not a leukemia patient, at this rate I’m also severe, severe.”
The woman who was laughing with her head down suddenly heard his voice.
‘I’ll be the guardian.’
‘Let’s get married, us.’
That he could say such things with such a deep voice, so casually.
Suddenly, her face flushed red.
In Sori’s life, it was the first time. The person who completely shattered her soul in an instant was.
She had to face him headon as soon as she met him tomorrow.
No matter what happens, definitely.
Thinking about that, her heart and mind felt heavily suppressed again.
Ding ding Ding ding.
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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