Looking at the drink I offered, Lee Kyunghoon Researcher raised his eyebrows. Seeing his empty hand, I handed him the drink.
“Please.”
“Oh, okay.”
I returned to the office with a relieved heart. And I thought, secret relationships are not so bad.
After dating Doyul for a while, I started receiving strange messages.
[Hello. You may or may not remember me…]The first message was a polite greeting, and I, also politely, sent a message asking not to contact me, not knowing how he got my number. Was that a mistake?
After that, he persistently started sending messages.
[I know you’ve read my messages.] [Please meet me just once. It’s not such a difficult thing, is it?] [Are you sleeping?] Continuing to receive messages, I decided to block that number. After that, a strange woman who started lingering around. I considered reporting it to the police, but the response was that there wouldn’t be any punishment for this level of harassment.Ignore it.
Eventually, she’ll get tired and give up. That’s what I thought.
It wasn’t not scary. While I had encountered such situations before, there had never been a woman so openly revealing herself and following me like this.
In the end, she revealed herself even on the day I was on a date with Doyul.
[Who is that woman?]Whether she changed her number or not, a message arrived from a strange woman during the date.
I felt uneasy. What if she does something to Doyul? I wanted to resolve it within my capabilities. But at times like this, Doyul quickly noticed. Though usually, Doyul seemed completely clueless, almost like he was born in the womb of an old lady.
Reading all the threatening messages, Doyul cursed harshly. I thought he might rush to the police station or track down the woman, vowing to find and eliminate her. However, surprisingly, Doyul showed a calm demeanor.
However, it was just the calm before the storm.
After receiving a call from Doyul that he was at the police station, I couldn’t remember how I ran there in my right mind.
After completing a few procedures, I left the police station and walked.
I was angry with Doyul for recklessly going to see that woman, but I was even angrier with myself. How inadequate was I that Doyul had to go to that woman? If I had decisively concluded this matter, Doyul wouldn’t have had to go to the police station. If we hadn’t been dating…
Bad thoughts kept spiraling.
“Ji Seojun.”
Doyul called me from behind. But I didn’t have the courage to turn around.
“Ji Seojun, I’m in pain.”
Only then did I turn around, and anger filled me. What are those shoes that seem difficult to stand in? Did she wear those and follow me all this time? Why didn’t I know about it?
I quickly entered a nearby small cafe. I ordered a drink and left the cafe, leaving only Doyul. I went to the nearest convenience store, bought a pair of slippers, and came out.
Before entering the cafe, Doyul, visible from outside, was touching his ankle as if it hurt. Unconsciously, my hand holding the slippers tightened.
To put slippers on Doyul, I kneeled. His reddened foot looked visibly painful. For what reason did he wear those shoes, more like weapons than footwear, and go to find that woman…
There was a day just like today.
When I hid in the playground and cried quietly because of Han Taei. At that time, the face of Doyul who found me is still vivid in my memory.
Back then, he came to the middle school where I attended without any reason and confronted Han Taei. Back then, my feelings were exactly the same as today.
“Don’t expect me to protect you from now on. I’m not the middle school student Ji Seojun who used to whine at the playground anymore.”
Come to think of it, Doyul was subtly more about fists than words.
“If I were in such a situation, what would you have done?”
Perhaps that guy wouldn’t have seen tomorrow’s rising sun.
I couldn’t refute Doyul’s words, saying that if it exceeded him, he would handle it more effectively.
“I will protect you. Of course, I’ll try to refrain from protecting you in such a foolish way. But I can’t promise not to protect you.”
I will protect you.
That statement weighed more heavily on me than saying he liked me.
I like Doyul, and Doyul likes me. Doyul protects me, and I protect Doyul. It wasn’t the same words, but it felt like it. And that statement lingered in my heart like an indelible earthquake.
Doyul said he was hungry, and we left the cafe.
In my hand was a pair of shoes that seemed better than most self-defense tools. As Doyul held my hand and walked, the slippers made a dragging sound with every step.
“It seems like autumn is already coming.”
As Doyul said, the once green leaves quickly lost their momentum and changed color. The wind was also cool, indicating the beginning of autumn.
“At this rate, the leaves will fall soon, and winter will come, right?”
“Probably.”
“Then our twenties will be over.”
This is the end…
The twenties were a decade without much regret. I studied hard and worked diligently. I was on the lucky side, and I met many good people. So, it’s just like any other year, turning a year older. I didn’t have any emotional thoughts other than that.
Doyul, asking about my twenties.
“I’m glad it’s you at the end of my twenties.”
Most of my twenties, Doyul wasn’t there. The part of Doyul that I didn’t know felt so regrettable because of my selfishness.
I didn’t know about Doyul’s college life, and I didn’t see how he started his working life.
It must have been beautiful.
But now. Fortunately, the end of my twenties was with Doyul. It was now more than ever blissful.
Seeing Doyul blush at my words, a strong desire welled up in me.
I hope you’ll be with me in my upcoming thirties, forties, fifties, sixties, and beyond.
Now, looking back, this was the first decisive moment that led me to decide to marry Doyul.
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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