The white shining carriage clattered and came to a stop on the avenue lined with maple trees. When the stable boy who got off from the carriage raised his arm to hit the gatekeeper’s neck, the gatekeeper raised his arm to hit the stable boy who was about to hit the gatekeeper’s neck.
With the sound of hooves clattering, when the carriage stopped, Edgar, leaning out of the carriage window, asked with his lips pursed. Damn.
The eyes of the gatekeeper and the stable boy met as they turned their bodies at the arrival of the new guest.
“No… Why.”
The gatekeeper, looking up at the rugged stable boy’s hand, stuttered as he looked up at him.
He didn’t know when he was sitting, but now he seemed quite like a formidable-looking bandit.
“…Dust on your shoulder.”
The stable boy, without lowering his arm, swept the gatekeeper’s shoulder and then returned to his seat, rubbing his ear.
At that moment, the stable boy who had arrived behind the carriage shouted.
“It’s the carriage ridden by Prince Mikhail of Londos.”
Ah! Mikhail.
Edgar let out a soundless laugh.
It seemed that the goddess of luck was on his side. At least for today.
Edgar, getting off the carriage, approached the excessively fancy white carriage.
He tapped the side of the carriage window adorned with a gold border with his cane.
The surprised blond young man, who was in conversation with someone, turned his head.
“Brother?”
Mikhail, who got off the carriage, squinted his eyes as if he had seen a ghost.
“Is it really you, brother?”
Instead of answering, Edgar smiled slightly. Then, he confidently boarded the carriage.
The gatekeeper had to let Edgar’s carriage pass as a companion of Prince Mikhail, a distinguished guest.
It was the first unwelcome guest in the short history of Greathill.
The butler, who was also surprised by the appearance of an uninvited guest not found on any list, exchanged greetings with Mikhail while staring blankly at the Viscount.
I need to inform the master.
After the clock incident, the butler once again felt a crispy sensation in his stomach. Could it be the leader of a rival company?
“I overtook Uncle’s carriage. Please wait; he will arrive soon.”
Mikhail said, lightly raising his hand on the butler’s shoulder, who was guiding them.
Then, he crossed the central hall. The butler stared blankly at the back of the unfamiliar guest walking with a refreshing step beside the prince.
“What’s going on?”
It was when Edgar, walking silently and smiling, turned his steps to the opposite side of the corridor where the dining hall was located.
Mikhail, with a low voice, asked what was going on.
Although he looked as if he had opened his eyes widely, he didn’t seem to have no expectation for what would happen next.
Edgar’s lips twisted on one side.
“It’s our dear cousin’s birthday.”
The fragrance of roses wafted in the gentle breeze. A woman who waited anxiously for news came to mind.
I will never forget your kindness, she said while thinking about what to ask.
‘In what way?’
‘Yes……?’
She, who had not thought deeply about it, looked at him with big eyes in embarrassment.
Olivia’s surprised reaction was amusing.
Edgar, who was watching her, blurted out a laugh as he walked, smiling.
‘Win the Dublin Championship. That’s enough.’
Ah! The woman’s face, who sighed with relief, turned even redder.
‘I can’t say for sure about winning. But I’ll do my best.’
The eyes of the woman, who had been silent for a moment, became clear.
Edgar, who had pulled in the reins, spoke.
“Let’s bet on a bottle of wine.”
Edgar held up the gift box in one hand, showing it to them. It was wrapped in black paper with a bright red ribbon.
“No way. Did you get poisoned?”
Mikhail asked, looking around. Edgar’s silent laughter seemed even more suspicious.
Mikhail, who was free-spirited, was extremely curious.
“What the hell is going on?”
A wind……….
“Well, who knows.”
Edgar, who answered vaguely, turned around and raised his hand briefly. It meant not to follow him any longer.
“Be careful not to catch Lady Wellington’s eye.”
Edgar, recalling the Lady’s sharp purple gaze, smirked.
It was an elderly man with a very long name.
Edgar cleared unnecessary thoughts and headed straight to the drawing-room as Ann had instructed.
After passing several dignified portraits hanging in the long corridor, a particularly grand door caught his eye.
Although the servants were guarding in front of it, they didn’t show any special alertness towards the guest who had passed through the main gate of Greathill.
Now that he announced his arrival and mentioned leaving the gift, the door was graciously opened.
Smiling casually, Edgar walked into the drawing-room.
The first thing that caught his eye was a pile of gifts shaped like a Christmas tree.
Various wrapping papers and ribbons scattered a colorful light under the chandelier.
It was a giant gift tree, as if showing off Johann’s status.
Edgar placed the box in his hand on a nearby table and approached the gift packages.
He put both hands in his pockets and began searching the navy blue paper bag with a meticulous gaze.
Starting with a square velvet box that looked like jewelry, the volume of the boxes increased as he went down.
“…….”.
No matter where he looked, there was no Patek shopping bag, nor did he see a leather case with the logo.
Edgar, with a wrinkled brow, turned to the left.
As the gaze fixed at the top came down, inspecting the boxes, suddenly, the drawing-room door opened with a creak.
“Are you looking for this?”
A low voice cut through the silent stillness.
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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