Minhyuk started calmly talking to Dahyun from the beginning, explaining about Kim Yoon-hee before she lost her memory, so she wouldn’t misunderstand again.
Minhyuk, like someone who had prepared for a long time, spoke to Dahyun without stumbling. He explained how he had lived until now, and why he wanted to marry her, the one who had lost her memory.
“…That’s how it happened.”
She listened, not realizing how much time had passed, carefully attending to what he was saying.
Since childhood, Minhyuk had never seen Kim Yoon-hee as anything other than a younger sister. Now, he could finally believe those words.
After hearing Minhyuk’s words, Dahyun finally spoke.
“Ms. Kim Yoon-hee, I misunderstood the situation. At that time, I was scared to ask and ran away. If in the past, I had courage and asked what the relationship was between Mr. Minhyuk and Ms. Kim Yoon-hee and inquired about Ms. Kim Yoon-hee’s pregnancy, everything might have been different.”
She sometimes didn’t want to hear the truth out of love. The result of turning away from reality and escaping was very bleak and miserable.
She forgot the face of her loved one and the memories they shared. She wondered if she wanted to forget his existence as much as she wanted.
After hearing that Minhyuk found out about her memory loss in the hospital after the accident, Dahyun understood why he had tried so hard to come back to Korea.
As expected, he had returned to Korea solely for himself.
Now, the long-piled resentment had melted away refreshingly.
Since the child in her belly was Minhyuk’s only child, there was no reason to push him away any longer.
But Dahyun didn’t want to show her loosened state to Minhyuk right away.
The only reason Dahyun pushed Minhyuk away was that there was a child between Kim Yoon-hee and him. Other than that, even if her memory returned, her feelings toward Minhyuk wouldn’t change.
But Minhyuk seemed to misunderstand and overly cared about his existence as Kim Yoon-hee.
Well, it wasn’t entirely wrong, but now it really didn’t matter. Instead, he seemed more nervous than me, paying attention to my every move.
“Mr. Minhyuk.”
“Yeah.”
She didn’t want to receive any more significant stress. Now that her feelings of betrayal and misunderstanding had been completely resolved, Dahyun was very forgiving.
There was no need to get angry with Kim Yoon-hee for past lies if you were going to blame the past’s mistakes.
“Still, since you deceived me into marriage, it remains a fraudulent marriage.”
However, deceiving herself, who couldn’t remember anything, as if meeting for the first time, was a mistake. Even if she had known why he wanted to marry her, it would have been no different from a fraudulent marriage.
“That’s right. Because deceiving you hasn’t changed.”
Dahyun recalled shouting to Minhyuk in the past that it was a fraudulent marriage. At that time, she had no idea that Minhyuk and the past had any connection.
“Do you know how scary a fraudulent marriage is?”
“…Yes, I know.”
Dahyun looked at Minhyuk, who had fallen into self-loathing. She wasn’t sure when was the last time she faced him with such an uneasy feeling.
After her memory returned, he probably wouldn’t know that the dark and heavy resentment in his heart had lightened.
“I’ve always done things to make you feel sorry, in the past and now.”
Minhyuk continued to reflect on himself, blaming himself endlessly.
“In the past?”
Nevertheless, it was difficult for Dahyun to understand why Minhyuk felt so sorry that he couldn’t look her in the eyes when Kim Yoon-hee was the one who made the mistakes in the past.
Dahyun now vividly recalled the pieces of the past puzzle, putting together memories with him.
“Well, Mr. Minhyuk didn’t treat me affectionately like he does now.”
“…”
“And he swore without hesitation, talked bluntly like a ruffian, and what else…”
As she listed Minhyuk’s past actions, his face turned pale.
Dahyun stopped there, afraid that if she continued, Minhyuk might collapse.
“Yeah, I’m trash. If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t have been able to reform.”
When Minhyuk acknowledged it and criticized himself, Dahyun closed her eyes and kept her mouth shut.
Her attempt to lighten the mood had the opposite effect and made it even darker.
This wasn’t what she intended.
Her intention was not to criticize him with the words she blurted out.
When she faced the Minhyuk from the past who appeared instead of Sihoon, she thought he was strange and rambled on, but as she met him, she fell head over heels for him.
Dahyun’s lips curved smoothly, forming a gentle smile.
“But still, I liked the Minhyuk from back then.”
“Dahyun…”
Minhyuk, who had lowered his head at her gentle and refreshing voice, raised his head. Minhyuk bit his molars at the sight of Dahyun accepting him without avoiding eye contact.
It would be nice if she cursed at him coldly. She, who had become kind, wanted to forgive everything once the misunderstanding was resolved.
How could she live in such a harsh world with her kindness?
“Because you’re not really a bad person.”
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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