“Shall I go and come back? You seem tired.”
The chauffeur, who parked the car in front of the villa, looked at the exchange, who was leaning back in the back seat with closed eyes, using the rearview mirror.
“No, it’s okay.”
With a composed voice, the chauffeur couldn’t insist any further and opened the car door for the exchange.
Getting out of the car, the exchange looked up at the second-floor window, from which warm light was emanating.
Tap, tap.
Just in case Seungyul would wake up, Hyojin knocked on the door instead of using the doorbell as instructed.
Soo-Hye, waiting inside, quietly opened the door.
“Sorry for coming so late.”
“It’s okay. Come in.”
Wearing her usual camel-colored long coat, her side profile looked particularly weary.
“I’ve contacted the hospital, so come out at the scheduled time.”
“…Why do you bother with unnecessary things…!”
Now, even if they part, it’s a matter between men.
“I feel more at ease that way.”
The firm gaze in the exchange’s eyes was quite resolute.
You might not have known. Even after knowing that the surgery wasn’t going well, I couldn’t just overlook it.
“I’ll contact you, so bring Grandma and come with me.”
The exchange, finishing the conversation, turned his gaze to Hwang Sae, who happened to be coming out of the room.
“Me?”
“Is there anyone else here besides Miss Hwang Sae?”
“No, there isn’t.”
Even in the deep-set eyes, there was a sternness.
“What are you two talking about?”
What kind of mischief are they up to behind my back again?
Cautiously closing the door so that Seungyul wouldn’t wake up, Hyojin glanced alternately at the two.
“Is Seungyul inside?”
The exchange turned his gaze back to Hwang Sae, cautioning him with his eyes to be careful.
“Nothing.”
Interrupted, Hwang Sae could only look at the ceiling and let out a small sigh.
If they’re not dating, this is really strange.
“Wait a moment before you take her away. She just fell asleep, so if some time passes, she’ll sleep deeply without waking up.”
Hyojin, seeking permission from the exchange, looked at Soonyi.
“Can I go out for a moment?”
“Sure. I’ll be watching the child, so come back.”
This might be the last time they spend alone as a child’s father and mother.
Soonyi nodded calmly, urging her to go out.
Ttuk, ttuk. Brightening the ceiling with sensor lights, the exchange, who had come down the stairs first, wrapped the scarf around Hyojin’s neck, who followed him.
Naturally, her neck no longer had the necklace he had given her.
“What if you come out dressed so lightly?”
“Ah…”
Having brought only the coat draped over the chair for fear that Seungyul might wake up, Hyojin could not refuse his touch and embraced the warm warmth of his bare neck.
The skin scent that Hyojin liked the most emanated from the scarf wrapped around her neck every time she walked.
The cement floor, frozen solid in the severe cold, caused pain up to her ankles with each friction of her shoes.
The Christmas decorations in the darkened shop windows sparkled brightly.
Hyojin wanted to delay the imminent farewell by even a second and walk as slowly as possible.
Together, she wanted to savor each moment of this last walk, cherishing it.
On the other hand, what’s the hurry for the exchange? Due to the wind, which didn’t slow down, the distance between the two, who already had a difference in stride, widened significantly.
As if he didn’t know her, Hyojin stepped aside until the swaying drunk passed.
“Oh, she’s pretty?”
At the sound of a whistling whistle, the exchange, who turned around belatedly, discovered Hyojin facing the drunk and approached her, lightly pulling her wrist toward him.
“What’s going on with you?”
The man, who had exploded in anger, turned around Hyojin as if struck by lightning due to the powerful gaze of the exchange, taking backward steps.
“Why are you just standing there? If you’re scared, don’t call me.”
From his grip that enclosed Hyojin’s wrist, a strong force was felt.
“Oh, it’s not scary.”
Father is much scarier.
…!
Only then did the exchange realize that he had been holding her wrist painfully, and quickly let go of her hand.
“Are there many people like that in this neighborhood?”
Hurryingly walking for fear that Hyojin might catch a cold on a cold day, the exchange adjusted his pace to match Hyojin’s.
“Yes.”
“Yes?”
The exchange stopped walking, and looked at Hyojin with a pounding heart.
“When I worked part-time at the convenience store, dealing with such people every day was part of the job. It’s only four stops away by bus from here, but deliberately walking to my house for exercise? Then men ask how far I’m going while passing by. Once, they even told me to get on because they would give me a ride, so I ran away.”
Hyojin tried to lighten the awkward atmosphere with her words, but the exchange was utterly embarrassed.
“In the future, don’t go alone because it’s dangerous. Ask your brother to pick you up.”
“Did you find a tutor for Seungyul?”
The one who should be worried is Seungyul’s father, not me.
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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