“Patient Bong Hyo Jin?”
Hyo Jin’s mind was foggy at the sound of the nurse calling.
“Your husband was very worried. He said the fever didn’t go down all night.”
“Huh? Husband?”
I don’t have a husband. Maybe if it was my son.
“Are you awake?”
Gyo Hwan was standing next to the nurse by the window where the sunlight was pouring in.
Even with her eyes open, Hyo Jin was still dazed from the medication, and only then did she realize that this place was a hospital, not a forest.
“Uh, you really slept here?”
She thought it was just a figure of speech.
“I told you. If there’s no family to contact, I’ll be with you.”
In response, he coolly retorted as if to question why she was so surprised.
“I told you to just go because I’m uncomfortable.”
At this rate, instead of recovering, she was going to develop dementia from mental instability.
“If you’re that uncomfortable, it’s not too late to quit now. We will provide adequate compensation for the treatment costs and consolation money.”
“Huh?”
“My son caused the injury, and it’s uncomfortable to see you alone in the hospital without a family, so…”
“So, you’re telling me to quit?”
Ah, really a strange personality.
“Dad. Where’s the coercion?”
From Gyo Hwan’s point of view, the one being coercive was Hyo Jin.
What was her reason for refusing his help while lying down and suffering because of Seung Yul?
Even though she’s not his mother. It was bothersome.
“Your meal is here.”
An employee in a hygiene hat came in with a tray, as if to mediate the squabble.
“Let’s eat. You can’t take medicine on an empty stomach. Luckily, they said guardian meals were available, so I added mine as well.”
Gyo Hwan set up a makeshift table on the bed and mixed hot and cold water to lukewarm from the water purifier, placed it in front of Hyo Jin, and sat down opposite her.
“You’re not saying that you’re here even during the day, not going to work?”
Curious about how she would react, Gyo Hwan raised an eyebrow.
“How did you know? I plan to call in the staff and have meetings here until you’re discharged?”
“Huh. Are you a devoted frog?”
Why does he insist on being by my side when I’ve said I don’t need him?
“And why does Miss Bong, who loves money so much, refuse the money I offer?”
Even when I offered to resolve the deposit issue last time, she said she didn’t want to.
‘It’s not about the money.’
Feeling that telling the truth would make her even more uncomfortable with him, Hyo Jin firmly closed her eyes and decided to do as Gyo Hwan wanted.
“Alright. Then give it to me in money.”
It’s not like he has any feelings for me.
“You’re saying it’s uncomfortable to have my father around, so you’d rather have the money.”
It’s not that he wants to be with me, it’s just a sense of responsibility for his father.
“But don’t tell me to quit.”
After laying down her ultimate condition, Hyo Jin looked at Gyo Hwan.
“But how much are you going to give?”
Since he’s giving, she was about to ask for a lot.
“I’m a person who gets paid 20 million won an hour. I’ve already compensated you for 180 million won for the past 8 hours.”
What, did someone get legal advice all night?
“So, you’d better give that money to me. Let me buy something delicious.”
What is this? The two of them at a small table. The hospital food was bad enough, I can’t even tell if it’s going in my nose or my mouth.
Looking at Hyo Jin nibbling on her lips, he laughed as if he was amused.
Damn, he’s laughing at me again.
“But who said that? That I like money.”
Thinking about it, it makes me feel bad. Yesterday, Isabelle slapped me asking if it was about the money.
“Yul said that. When I asked him what you like, he said money, many.”
“Ha, Seung Yul said that?”
What did he say exactly?
“We live in a highly capitalist society, so if you look at money like a stone, you die of arteriosclerosis. If you think about money, your heart should flutter and thump, that’s normal.”
Gyo Hwan recited every bit of the money education scene he heard from Seung Yul about Hyo Jin.
Having experienced the harsh reality of capitalism and living with money as her belief like gold and jade ever since her father passed away, Hyo Jin felt as if her bones were revealed, even her guts were exposed.
Choi Seung Yul. Traitor.
“But when did you have this conversation?”
You said you were in the hospital all night.
“I had a call with Yul last night. He said to calm you down because you might be surprised.”
Oh no.
Hyo Jin realized that she, a tutor, had forgotten her top priority.
“Is Seung Yul okay?”
Instead of arguing with Gyo Hwan, she should have asked this first.
“He was worried about you, so I told him to come to the hospital with Team Leader Nam after breakfast.”
“Why here? He should go to school.”
“My teacher got hurt because of him, how can he just go to school without even apologizing? Do you think studying will get into his head even if he goes to school and sits at his desk? I didn’t raise my son like that.”
No, when did you send him to school hobbling with his calf beaten by a cane?
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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