Ye Seul’s skin trembled lightly, and her heart ached.
“You’re lucky to be you.”
Baek Si Heon’s dark pupils stared at Ye Seul.
Ye Seul suddenly realized that she had just woken up from sleep, in a mess.
Even though they shared the same bed, she hadn’t thought she should look pretty for this man.
Today, for some reason, she felt embarrassed by her disheveled hair and puffy eyes.
She wished her reflection in those eyes, sparkling like black glass beads, was beautiful.
Maybe it’s because it’s dawn, it must be because it’s dawn.
“Together we sleep, wake up, eat, and look at the same place because it’s Ye Seul.”
Ye Seul’s pupils shook minutely.
Doesn’t it sound like a confession?
Could it be that Baek Si Heon is attracted to me?
“If you’re unhappy because there are two beds, we’ll throw this bed away tomorrow.”
Si Heon added, as if joking.
‘Sleeping together, waking up, eating the same thing, looking at the same place is a family. It’s happiness just to share that time… Your dad and I wanted to live that way.’
For him, having a family would be the first and last time.
He’d been hearing from a young age that loving someone could ruin his life.
‘Don’t pay attention to trivial things. The things you are focusing on are just things that make you act in vain, things to be cut off.’
Byung Suk was obsessively attached to the things Si Heon was paying attention to.
He couldn’t even make close friends, and the puppy who had shared warmth in his bed instead of his mother disappeared.
The family of the girl whom Si Heon had felt his first love in high school was ruined, and the girl who had an accident was admitted to the hospital.
Recalling the day he was scolded in front of her ward, he engraved the heartwrenching pain that it was not permissible for him to hold someone in his heart again.
As Byung Suk had said, he couldn’t afford to waste useless emotions.
Yet, Si Heon might have been somewhat aware of wanting to taste such a feeling indirectly, as his mother had spoken.
A simple curiosity.
Longing for something he hadn’t had and couldn’t have.
Perhaps if he knew such a truth, the warmth in these beautiful chocolatecolored eyes would cool down.
He knew, but one side of his chest felt numb.
Si Heon had no choice but to laugh.
“That’s not the issue.”
Ye Seul rolled her eyes and retorted.
“If I knew there was a bed in the study, I would have worried less tonight.”
“I didn’t say I was going to sleep on the floor.”
“Mr. Baek Si Heon, you’re really awful.”
At Ye Seul’s criticism, Si Heon laughed clearly.
Taken aback by his captivating laugh, Ye Seul tightly closed her mouth that was about to open.
Ye Seul placed one hand on the edge of her chest, as if trying to calm her heart, which had been throbbing painfully since earlier.
“I apologize if it seems like I tricked you, but I have no intention of changing the conditions I’ve stated from the beginning.”
There was a firmness in Si Heon’s words.
A sentence brushed past Ye Seul’s mind.
“I have no intention of arguing now.”
She knew that nothing would happen anyway.
Even now, while being so close, apart from holding hands, Si Heon does not close the distance.
It’s possible that this is exactly the amount of distance Si Heon wanted.
This was a contract for a divorce from the very beginning.
“There’s something I want from Mr. Baek Si Heon, and Mr. Baek Si Heon can have what he wants from me.”
Defining it as such a simple relationship, her mind cooled down, but her heart was burning hot.
“I see. I hope you get what you want.”
Si Heon smiled maliciously and caressed the back of Ye Seul’s hand.
Heat rose wherever his finger moved.
“I also hope you get what you want from this marriage, Mr. Si Heon.”
Ye Seul did not know how to define this feeling.
Si Heon was seeping into Ye Seul diligently, no matter what his intention was.
It was annoying throughout.
He plunges in, messes around with Ye Seul, and leaves as if nothing happened.
They could lean on each other’s warmth, but not give their hearts to each other. A risky relationship.
Then how foolish is Ye Seul, who gets swayed by every single word, every single action of his?
She might be the one who gets hurt three months later, she feared.
“We’re not real.”
That’s it.
This mutually beneficial relationship, where they both want something, is the most fitting definition for their relationship.
Neither marriage nor divorce has any meaning to Si Heon or Ye Seul.
It’s a marriage arranged by someone else, and probably even the divorce will be hard to end according to their own will.
“I now understand what you meant when you said that it doesn’t matter what’s between Sebastian and me.”
Ye Seul said, looking at Si Heon’s reaction.
“It doesn’t matter to me what kind of relationship you had with Mr. Seorin.”
Si Heon frowned and looked at her with an expression that he didn’t understand.
“Because the end is already set, our future in three months, or the past before this contract marriage, they aren’t important to both of us.”
Ye Seul looked at Si Heon, lifting her chin as if seeking agreement.
Si Heon let go of Ye Seul’s hand he had been firmly holding till now.
The warmth entangled in the palm of his hand only added to the regret.
Feeling empty, Ye Seul clenched her fist.
“You’re wrong, Miss Ye Seul.”
A hint of surprise surfaced on Si Heon’s face, which always resembled a mask.
“It’s not that it doesn’t matter.”
Si Heon fled from Ye Seul’s gaze, covering his face with his hand.
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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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