“But, Your Lordship, isn’t Rodriero feeling the same way as I did back then?”
“You were going to say that all along.”
“Haha, but there’s no lie. It was all sincere.”
“Why are you so passionate about something that has nothing to do with you?”
“No, it’s not only for Rodriero, but also for my past self. Even if you are harsh to Rodriero, I want to confirm that I was actually loved, just as you love Rodriero.”
I blinked my eyes. I thought my tears had dried up, but they were about to leak out. The timing didn’t feel right, so I smiled cheerfully.
“And I really like Rodriero. So I hope he’s not in pain like I was.”
“But I am….”
Tessmillion’s voice trailed off, and I waited quietly. The sound of the hands of an old clock passed.
At the end of the waiting, Tessmillion began to speak.
“It was the day of the rebellion. Everywhere was filled with the blood shed by my children. Yet, I survived. Unfortunately.”
His pain reached my heart. The novel described the brutal process of the rebellion.
“When I found my daughter, who had been a queen, she was halfdead. Being just a few days away from giving birth, she probably couldn’t fight properly. She looked at me and asked me to cut open her belly and save the baby.”
I clenched my mouth shut. I didn’t know this had happened. In the novel, it was only mentioned that the blueeyed Baekho, whose origin was unknown, had appeared.
“How could I do that? If you were me, could you cut open your stillliving daughter’s belly and take out the child? But I did. I couldn’t ignore her last request. That’s how I saved Rodriero Artigra. Whenever I see that child, I remember that moment. When my daughter died in my hands. That’s why I hate him.”
“But… Rodriero did nothing wrong.”
“I know. It’s not Rodriero’s fault. But I’m so wicked that I’m pained to look at him.”
“Shall we go together?”
“What?”
“If you’re scared, I’ll go with you. What… Shall I hold your hand?”
The surprised expression quickly turned into a smile.
It was the first time I had seen Tessmillion smile.
“My daughter was completely different from you. She was tall and very strong. A total warrior woman. But if there’s one similarity, it’s that unyielding gaze.”
“Is that a compliment? Thank you.”
Tessmillion turned serious.
“It’s not a compliment. It’s that you annoyingly don’t listen to what I say.”
I burst into a playful laugh.
The next day, Tessmillion came to Rodriero. Of course, he was very brusque.
“You’ve woken up.”
“Yes….”
“You did well.”
That was the end of the conversation.
Yes, getting this far was something. It was a great development. I showed Tesmillion a thumbs up.
Tesmillion frowned in response, then headed back to the study, completely absorbed.
(This is a time separator.)
“I’m here…….”
Entering Idrish’s room, I awkwardly stopped.
Unlike other times, the room was quiet. The soundless sunlight filled the room to the point that the air inside was warmly heated, and Idrish lay in the spot where the sun shone brightest, quietly closing his eyes.
“Are you asleep?”
My voice echoing through the room felt strange.
Idrish’s eyes opened slightly at my words. His pupils moved faintly before stopping at me, and his eyes closed again as if he had just found me.
“Aren’t you going to break the curse? Calling me and then going to sleep.”
I spoke roughly out of embarrassment. Idrish slowly flicked his hand. The beckoning gesture slowly brought me closer to him.
The sunlight overwhelmed me, blinding my eyes. I shielded my eyes with my hand.
I placed the bed in the sunniest spot, just in case someone might mistake it for a cat.
Idrish was shirtless.
“Just like this? Geez, you’ll take a nap and order me around, huh…….”
Idrish’s lips slowly curled in his sleep and sunlight. It seemed to be a sign of affirmation.
“Then I’m really doing it? You can’t misunderstand that I’m touching a sleeping person.”
I sat down beside Idrish, muttering to myself. Maybe because Idrish was asleep, his stomach seemed more tense than usual.
Tense, what? This is my job. It’s just like a nurse taking a patient’s blood pressure every day.
I reached out, placing my hand over Idrish’s solid chest. His skin was warm.
“Isn’t it hot?”
I asked cautiously.
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…
——
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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