“Miss, you’ve been to the Knights’ quarters, haven’t you?”
Anne seemed ready to scold me at any moment, so I hurriedly made an excuse.
“I did go, but I didn’t do anything. I just went to meet someone briefly.”
“Really? You went and didn’t even train and came back?”
“Look, my clothes are still clean.”
Anne, who had thoroughly inspected my clothes, let out a sigh of relief.
“Then go wash up. I’ve prepared warm water in the bath.”
“Thank you.”
I took the thin undergarments from Anne as soon as I entered the room and headed straight for the bathroom. By the time I was exhausted and came out of the bath, Anne was waiting and dried my wet hair.
My body felt refreshed, but my mind was still confused, causing me to sigh repeatedly.
“Miss, shall I bring you some dessert?”
“That’s okay. I’m going to bed early tonight, so you can leave.”
“I understand. Then rest.”
It seems that Vivian failed to get permission from Olivia.
I was staring at the tightly closed door, thinking of Rosebelia’s father, Herman.
I hadn’t seen Herman, despite running into Kaiden, Vivian, and even Olivia.
“He really doesn’t care about his own daughter.”
After all, Rosebelia herself didn’t have much attachment to Herman. She had no particular attachment to this family in the first place.
So she could have lived in the Knights’ quarters, but she stayed in the mansion where Olivia persevered because…
Perhaps because of Kaiden and Vivian.
Rosebelia cared for her siblings, so even though Olivia was holding her back, she did not cause conflict.
She chose to tolerate rather than engage in political fights with her stepmother and family.
She was a stubborn knight, loyal to her status as a knight.
She was a very cool person who took great pride in being a knight…
So what happened to the real Rosebelia inside this body?
I suddenly remembered that and felt a choking sensation.
Is this really okay?
[Star Icon]“Rosebelia!”
As I stopped in my tracks, I heard urgent footsteps nearby. The one running towards me was Edwin.
“Ed?”
“What are you thinking about, walking around like that? I’ve been calling you, but you haven’t answered.”
“Ah, did you? Sorry.”
I dreamed last night. I definitely had a dream, but I couldn’t remember it clearly.
‘I’m worrying needlessly.’
‘You are similar to that child but different. So do as you wish…’
I seemed to have heard that as well.
It sounded similar to the voice I heard when I had an accident…
What was it exactly?
“What happened with the newbie?”
“What do you mean, ‘what happened?'”
“Didn’t you talk to him yet?”
“I’m going to talk to him later.”
I pressed my throbbing forehead and replied.
“Don’t make the waiting person impatient and hurry up. Are you seriously considering it?”
Edwin’s gaze narrowed as he looked at me. With a dismissive wave of his hand, he grumbled, assuming I would reject his request anyway.
“Ah, right. Can you make time for me in three days?”
“Three days later? Why?”
“Don’t ask for the reason, I just want you to come to the square with me.”
“Is it a request or a notification?”
“Notification.”
As I shot him a look that clearly said, ‘You will surely regret it if you don’t come to the square that day,’ Edwin gladly nodded his head.
“Alright.”
“I’ll let you know the exact time later.”
“Huh? The freshman is going.”
The place Edwin’s fingertip pointed at was in front of the practice hall. I thought he was joking as usual, but there really was Ian.
Well, postponing it won’t solve anything, so let’s wrap this up quickly.
“Then I’ll go see him.”
Whether Ian, who was about to enter the practice hall, had discovered me at that moment, he stopped in his tracks.
“Reject him gently, okay? Don’t hurt the freshman.”
I walked towards Ian, ignoring Edwin’s playful voice.
Hold on?
If Ian had confessed to Rosebelia before the original story began, Rosebelia would surely have refused…
What if it wasn’t the end, and Ian continued to like Rosebelia?
I thought it was strange even when reading the original, where Rosebelia had refused Ian’s invitation to become the head of the knights several times.
Maybe Rosebelia exiled to another country because she was annoyed by Ian’s persistent pursuit?
Then this novel is ultimately about a man who’s been rejected many times seeking revenge on the woman who left him…
I shook my head quickly.
Nah, no way.
The original is a sad and beautiful story of Daisy’s unrequited love. There’s absolutely no hidden side to it.
“Hello, senior.”
Energy returned to Ian’s eyes as he greeted me. A wave of guilt washed over me as I looked into his expectant eyes.
It’ll be okay to reject him, right?
“Um, freshman. I have something to say…”
“I will follow.”
We moved towards the somewhat secluded walls, with many people coming and going. Ian followed me, maintaining a certain distance.
When I reached a place where there was no sense of anyone’s presence, I caught my breath and faced Ian.
“Have you finally decided to answer?”
“Well, that is…”
“Feel free to speak.”
How can you say to speak comfortably, when your face is so stiff?
Swallowing words that I couldn’t dare question, I took another deep breath and opened my mouth.
“I don’t know when such feelings arose in you, but we haven’t seen each other long enough for such deep emotions to form… so I think it must be a light feeling…”
“Don’t assume it’s a light feeling. Knowing someone for a long time doesn’t mean you understand their true value. I don’t think the time known is what matters.”
I silently looked up at Ian. It felt as if a large wave was swelling right in front of me.
I was momentarily captivated by Ian’s eyes, but soon came to my senses.
“That may be true. So what I want to say is… my mind is very busy right now…”
“It doesn’t have to be now. Anytime is fine. I can wait until you have some free time.”
Anytime is fine? Waiting until I have some free time?
Was his affection for Rosebelia this deep?
“No, I mean… not now, not later, I don’t think I’ll have the leisure to meet someone for a while.”
“Huh?”
Confusion spread over Ian’s face, which had been seriously listening to my words.
His tightly furrowed brows seemed to be asking what I was talking about, and my mind went blank.
What’s this cheap feeling?
“Huh?”
“Senior, what are you talking about?”
“I’m responding to the confession…”
Isn’t that it?
“Don’t tell me you’ve mistaken me for another freshman?”
“…”
Another freshman? Mistaken?
I slowly chewed over Ian’s words and stopped breathing abruptly.
What broke the brief silence was Ian’s faint sigh. His voice, now even lower, rang in my ears.
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!”
——
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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