Da Hyun, insisting she was fine, took the half-finished glass of water and said she’d go up first. Min Hyuk, unable to set aside his worry, earnestly asked her to speak honestly. But Da Hyun brushed it off, saying it was just a queasy stomach, nothing more. He didn’t press further.
“Go ahead, I’ll be up soon after I shower.”
“Okay.”
In the bedroom, Da Hyun couldn’t lie down, restless and confused. Doubt rapidly spread once it took root. It all started from the parts she had nonchalantly accepted before.
How did Min Hyuk know about her traffic accident when Ji Yeon had mentioned it? That conversation never got a proper ending.
“Come to think of it, he seemed to know a lot about me when Ji Yeon took my place in the arranged meeting.”
A fleeting flashback made Da Hyun question Min Hyuk for the first time.
“Right. He was in competition with Chairman Ahn’s nephew and they seemed close.”
Again, she never got a straight answer.
“I’ve seen you when I first came to Korea.”
“And you said you had seen me before. That we had met before, but I wouldn’t remember.”
Da Hyun mulled over Min Hyuk’s words, trying to make sense of them.
The tightness in her chest wasn’t just morning sickness.
“He doesn’t lie but he hides things.”
“Isn’t hiding worse?”
“But everyone has things they don’t want to share. You too, right?”
“That’s true…”
She had said they weren’t acquaintances back then. He had seen her soon after arriving in Korea by chance.
If what he said was true, the scenes she had seen were illusions.
“It wasn’t a dream.”
Da Hyun laughed in disbelief, denying the situation.
“Min Hyuk couldn’t be deceiving me.”
His love and care were genuine and heartfelt.
Da Hyun cradled her belly.
“It was just a fleeting scene. It might not have been real. No, it couldn’t be.”
I don’t remember it.
Da Hyun clenched her teeth.
She decided to trust him. They didn’t know each other in the past; they met when Ji Yeon took her place in the arranged meeting.
Da Hyun tried to dismiss her doubts.
Once you start doubting, even insignificant things can fuel suspicion.
She didn’t want that with Min Hyuk, her husband and the father of their child.
“Was I crazy for a moment?”
She felt sorry for Min Hyuk, who had no idea about her thoughts.
“Crazy, for sure. To doubt him over a mere figment of imagination.”
A self-mocking smile crept on her face, descending into self-contempt.
What kind of person was Min Hyuk? Someone who would give up everything for her, a steadfast husband who stood up for her in front of Ahn Seo Cheol.
And yet, to think he had deceived her…
“It’s all because of Han Ji Yeon.”
Blaming Ji Yeon for causing her to doubt Min Hyuk too easily, Da Hyun bit her lower lip and sat on the dressing table chair instead of the bed, staring into the mirror.
“Han Da Hyun, don’t get swayed by trivial things.”
She muttered to herself as if casting a spell, steadying her mind.
I trust him more than to be shaken by something like this.
“I might doubt others, but not Min Hyuk.”
Her face, thinner from morning sickness, reflected back. Da Hyun brushed her loose hair, then tied it back neatly, licking her dry lips.
She patted her cheeks and took a deep breath, not wanting to ruin her current bliss.
The next day—
Min Hyuk, briefly worried about Da Hyun’s odd behavior last night, was relieved when he returned after his shower to find her as usual. Understanding the hormonal sensitivities of pregnancy, he was sympathetic.
He didn’t head to the office but to Ahn Seo Cheol. A meeting that took longer than expected delayed him, but he waited leisurely in the luxurious chairman’s office of Yu Song Group, adorned with paintings and at least eight pots of vibrant flowers. Contrary to his austere appearance, Ahn Seo Cheol enjoyed opulence.
Fifteen minutes later, Ahn Seo Cheol entered the office, extending a hand with a facade of friendliness.
“Sorry, Gang Min Hyuk. The meeting ran long. Have you been waiting?”
“Not at all. I came without notice.”
Min Hyuk shook Ahn’s hand, mirroring his smile. He knew Ahn had no meetings scheduled.
After formalities, Ahn settled comfortably on the sofa. Unlike the time Min Hyuk had barged into his home, Ahn seemed relaxed.
Min Hyuk glanced at the tea, then looked at Ahn with a serious expression.
“Father-in-law.”
As Min Hyuk spoke, Ahn quickly responded.
“Go ahead.”
How did he find Kim Yun Hee? That’s where the conversation started.
“I met someone interesting yesterday.”
“Really? And why tell me?”
Ahn feigned ignorance, though he knew Min Hyuk was referring to Yun Hee.
“I thought you’d know.”
“Do I?”
“Weren’t you the one who brought her?”
Pausing with his cup, Min Hyuk then continued calmly.
“Me? Bring who? Where? I don’t understand.”
Min Hyuk had known for some time that Ahn had someone watching Yun Hee two years ago, but hadn’t considered it important.
Ahn must have known about his and Da Hyun’s relationship already, hence his awareness of Yun Hee’s existence.
“Why did you summon Kim Yun Hee? I want to know the reason.”
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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