Socor spoke to him with a puzzled expression.
“The Duke is obstructing the marriage. Is that what he said?”
Viscount Lucsus nodded knowingly.
“He seemed to know everything, even about the inheritance.”
Socor bit his lower lip.
‘What on earth was Ollentia doing that made the Duke get involved?’
He knew that Ollentia had bought a house in Noktepere, but he hadn’t heard any news since then.
He thought she couldn’t do anything, but it was undoubtedly because she had seduced the Duke for a month. He never thought she had that kind of ability.
Socor dismissed unhelpful Viscount Lucsus and approached Kikojelia.
“Madam, don’t be too surprised and listen.”
Kikojelia’s expression was stern throughout Socor’s story. Her eyes raised at the corners, and her lips twisted cunningly.
Kikojelia had been looking forward to attending Ollentia’s wedding recently, so she was in a very good mood. But when she heard the sudden news, anger boiled up inside her.
“This can’t happen! There’s not much time left. If Viscount Lucsus won’t do it, we need to find someone else!”
Socor’s face turned dark at Kikojelia’s words.
“Who else can? Viscount Lucsus even backed down at the Duke’s word. Who would dare to fight against the Duke?”
“But what about the wedding?”
“I don’t know about that. Ollentia must have some idea…”
“No, why does the young lady do as she pleases? This isn’t right. We have to bring the inheritance.”
Socor had heard that the Duke had intervened, but he couldn’t give up Ollentia’s strategic marriage. She wanted to get Ollentia’s inheritance by any means necessary.
Socor knew Kikojelia’s feelings well.
Socor went to his office and wrote a letter to Dimidius. He planned to send a letter to Dimidius and visit Ollentia in person.
Socor was angry, but he was also slightly worried that if Ollentia didn’t have a proper wedding, it could be detrimental to them. She might not be able to have a proper wedding in the cathedral again. That would be like getting expelled from noble society.
‘So Viscount Lucsus should have quietly married her!’
Socor, with mixed feelings of worry and anger, put on his morning coat. It was time to meet Ollentia, whom he hadn’t seen for about a month.
Kikojelia took quite a long time to prepare for going out, so they didn’t arrive at Noktepere Golden Venus’s house until late afternoon. There was a massive fortress-like structure in the vicinity, earning it the name of a fortress.
However, Ollentia didn’t open the gate.
The mercenaries guarding the gate only repeated the same words.
“I’m sorry, but the young lady asked you to go back.”
The apology was undoubtedly added by the mercenaries. Ollentia must have been very firm in her refusal.
Socor had no choice but to return to Geranium. There was no way to enter if she didn’t open the gate. Anger built up in his heart. He became sensitive, ready to get angry at the slightest provocation.
Upon hearing that Socor and Kikojelia had left, Ollentia finally breathed a sigh of relief.
“Haa… What if they insisted? Thankfully.”
Ollentia had been tense from the moment she heard they had arrived. She was also worried about how much stress she would have to endure. So she decided not to let them in at all.
Bobbi approached Ollentia, who had a serious expression.
“Miss, please relax now. Are you okay?”
Ollentia shook her head from side to side, making an effort to regain her composure.
“Yeah, I’m fine. It’s nothing serious; I think I’ve been overly concerned.”
“I hope you won’t have to worry about it in the future, Miss.”
Then, she remembered Dimidius’ words that he would negotiate well with Viscount Lucsus. Although she hadn’t received any separate news from him, the fact that Socor and Kikojelia had come to Noktepere made her wonder what had happened.
Dimidius must have turned Viscount Lucsus’s heart, and Socor had probably learned of the fact. They must be very angry that things weren’t going their way.
Thinking about Socor and Kikojelia’s shattered faces made her feel slightly better. She hoped they wouldn’t live happily, especially after trying to sell her to Viscount Lucsus.
Ollentia opened the window and felt the cool breeze while gazing at the tall fortress. The high walls seemed to symbolize the firmly closed door of her heart.
Ollentia spoke to Bobby, who always stayed by her side.
“The wedding will go smoothly. With Duke Valial.”
These days, Bobby didn’t ask questions unless she spoke first. She followed everything Ollentia said.
As a result, Ollentia ended up speaking first.
Bobby wasn’t surprised.
“I thought it might happen, Miss.”
Uncle Odor, who was Viscount Dimidius, had expected it, and now even Bobby? Ollentia asked with a curious expression.
“Why? Because we spent a lot of time together during that month?”
“It doesn’t seem like it’s just because we spent a lot of time together. It seemed like the two of you… looked like lovers.”
Uncle had misunderstood, and it seemed that Bobby had thought similarly.
‘What part made us look like lovers?’
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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