“Do you think that’s possible?”
Seokhwa couldn’t hide her trembling voice as she asked Taekjun.
Seokhwa remembered that day 20 years ago as if it were yesterday.
It was her nephew’s birthday. Unfortunately, it was a beautiful spring day. Her brother and sister-in-law left the world, leaving this beautiful son alone.
The child, Taekjun, who solemnly observed the funeral, burst into tears in the car returning. He begged not to leave the man who killed Mom and Dad. When her grandfather gave excuses like the “social status of the ‘privileged'” the child angrily said he would hate the murderer for the rest of his life.
Seokhwa thought the child’s grudge would never be erased. So she, too, resented them without reservation.
However, the child who vowed to hate them for a lifetime started a different life. She, who couldn’t say anything back then, is still trapped in unspeakable hatred.
“I… I can’t do it. Taekjun.”
She still wanted to persuade her nephew. It’s not like that.
You’re still young. You still don’t know. Right now, you might be temporarily blinded by intense emotions, but with a little more time, you’ll see. We can’t forgive them.
“As time goes by, when you recall the lost years, it will hurt a lot. Maybe this moment, these emotions, will be bitter.”
“I won’t feel that way.”
Taekjun’s firm response pierced Seokhwa’s heart like a nail.
How can you guarantee the future? She wanted to ask again, but the painful nail in her heart prevented her from making a sound. Seokhwa barely lifted her head and spoke.
“Still, I can’t forgive them.”
“Miss Han Soeun’s father has passed away.”
Taekjun conveyed new information to stubborn Seokhwa.
Startled by the assertion that Han Honggyu had died, Seokhwa felt both surprised and eerie. The investigation into Han Soeun was complete, but they couldn’t find Han Honggyu’s whereabouts. Nevertheless, her nephew had found him.
“For the past 20 years, Miss Han Soeun severed ties and lived alone in the Philippines. She lost her life in April.”
Raising this information implied drawing a line. It meant she couldn’t accept tying Han Soeun and Han Honggyu together.
“Miss Han Soeun really doesn’t know anything.”
“But she shares the same blood. You can’t erase that!”
Taekjun’s protective attitude toward Han Soeun made Seokhwa’s voice rise. Even in the face of her aunt’s reaction, Taekjun remained resolute.
Even if that pain ultimately cost him his life, his eyes showed no regret.
Seokhwa couldn’t overcome her stubbornness, prepared for everything. However, she couldn’t give her blessing either.
“…Even if that person is dead, I still can’t forgive. I can’t do it… I’m sorry.”
She simply promised not to say anything, just as her nephew wanted.
“I won’t tell anyone. You can trust me.”
If that was the way to protect her nephew, she had no choice.
“I can’t help you.”
“Yes. That’s all.”
As if Seokhwa’s half-hearted promise was the key to salvation, Taekjun sighed quietly with a relieved expression. Regardless of her nephew’s appearance, Seokhwa’s heart ached.
“How is that child?”
“Very kind. Beautiful.”
“No. I mean her health.”
Taekjun understood the essence of the question and responded.
“She’ll gradually get better.”
The faintly spreading smile on her nephew’s face felt good just by recalling it, but, in another sense, it was strangely unfamiliar.
“Don’t take on too much. Okay? Always take care of yourself.”
Seokhwa, who also knew about the Yulgyu Law Firm, cautioned him.
“Yes. Thank you.”
Whether her nephew considered it mere concern, he casually replied and stood up from his seat. Seeing his attitude that it was just a trivial matter, Seokhwa felt hurt again.
“I’ll go now.”
“Won’t you eat dinner together?”
“I have plans.”
“…”
“I’ll come again. Aunt.”
Bowing politely, he left with a dignified posture.
The child had become an adult. Seokhwa couldn’t forcibly change the path of her determined nephew.
She could only wait for it to end someday, observing.
At the end, she prayed that her nephew wouldn’t suffer. She earnestly prayed.
⭐
After parting ways with Seokhwa, Taekjun completed his last schedule. Unexpectedly having a few drinks, Taekjun, who had to call a substitute driver, forgot about going home and ended up in Gwonseondong.
It was a foolish act. Like this, he wouldn’t be able to go up to her house anyway.
Still, thinking that he had come this far, he decided to hold onto this refreshing scenery a little longer before going home. Leaning against the backrest of the passenger seat, he relaxed.
He didn’t know how much time had passed. Feeling a faint sign from outside, he raised his upper body. Soeun was visible when he did.
It seemed like she had come out to throw away the trash.
Like a passionate fan guarding the front of the house waiting for the arrival and departure of a favorite celebrity, that momentary glimpse gave him comfort as if it were everything in a day. He thought it was time to go back now.
During that moment, Soeun approached. She seemed to recognize Taekjun’s car. If she had eyes, it wouldn’t be possible not to notice.
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?
——
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…
——
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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