“The princess is still sleeping.”
Emma was still one of the people who spoke politely to Inés. People who had met her when she was a Swedish princess couldn’t speak comfortably to her.
“Still?”
“She stayed up late last night playing with the cats. But she should wake up in about an hour.”
Inés nodded and looked out the window. Hansen seemed to have heard the news that the child had fallen asleep and was lingering in the courtyard.
Approaching him as she came out to the courtyard, she quietly carried her burden and muffled her footsteps. Inés, who was standing nearby, intentionally called out to Hansen with a bright voice to surprise him a little.
“Father.”
It was possible since they had become quite friendly lately. However, for some reason, he did not turn around to look at Inés as usual. She approached a bit more and called him again.
“Father?”
As if suddenly surprised, he straightened his shoulders and quickly turned around. The face he faced was completely different from the usual Hansen.
“What’s wrong? Your face is too pale.”
“Is it true that Monstera is going to war with Puddlefin?”
Although the words started without any order, Inés wasn’t flustered. Not everyone knew that war was imminent, but it wasn’t an absolute secret either. Soon the news would spread within the territory. Looking at Hansen’s face, Inés was captivated by a certain premonition. Perhaps it had started quite a long time ago without her realizing.
“It’s true. How did you find out?”
“I received a letter at the temple. Her Highness, who was scheduled to be engaged as a political marriage, passed away due to illness, and Puddlefin no longer wants friendship.”
“…”
“So, a war is about to break out. Is that correct?”
“That’s right.”
“Inés.”
He urgently called her as if unable to breathe, but words didn’t immediately follow.
“Inés… It’s been almost ten years since I became a priest at the temple.”
“I know.”
“Even so, this… it doesn’t seem to be the will of the gods at all.”
His voice, close to a mutter, was trembling mercilessly.
“I keep believing that the gods are giving me chances.”
Even without asking what his eyes were longing for, one could feel it, but Inés waited silently for his next words.
“I must have talked about the eternal, indelible wounds before. I learned to resign myself because I had no choice.”
“…”
“Now, I am a person of the Cains Empire.”
The meaning behind those words was clear. Being a person of the Cains Empire now implied that he was originally from another country.
Inés eventually closed her eyes. She recalled a certain document she had seen in Carson’s office last time, a symbol drawn on it.
A lion’s face with the legs of a horse.
She had a suspicion, but she didn’t ask to confirm. She couldn’t reveal the story she heard from Hansen to Carson.
She didn’t want his pain to become a seed of doubt for someone.
Inés trusted Hansen. Such suffering was not intentionally created.
Although she couldn’t know the details, she could guess what he was trying to do now.
“If I came here by the will of the gods, if rolling within the tightly woven wheel of life created by the gods is what human life is, and if you came to the temple and meeting you is an unavoidable fate, then it means there is no need for resignation anymore.”
“Then… you shouldn’t resign.”
Inés held Hansen’s hand. Then, she slowly looked into his eyes. Just like Hansen had told her last time, this time it was Inés’s turn to say what he wanted to hear.
“If the opportunity comes, you have to seize it.”
In his eyes, which had been wavering aimlessly, a sharp light shone at the confident words.
“Opportunity…?”
“An opportunity for revenge. I didn’t miss that opportunity. And I have no regrets.”
“…”
“You shouldn’t forgive those who ruthlessly took away the most precious things in your life. So, even if it becomes difficult to forgive yourself in the end, I believe there are things that should never be pardoned.”
Fairies who lost something in this world could never live in the world of fairies who had lost nothing.
That’s why sometimes the gods gave fairies the opportunity to regain what they had lost.
For someone, it turned back the passed time, and for someone else, it opened the blocked path.
Coming out of the wardrobe, seizing opportunities was solely the responsibility of the fairies.
At that moment, Hansen, with determination, unfastened the button on the priestly robe that had been locked tightly around his neck. Under the pretext of revenge, the priestly robe had become too heavy on the path of sin.
Even if the decision he made now nullified all the difficult paths he had walked, he could now truly move forward toward the future.
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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