“No knock, how impolite.”
The expressionless-faced steward, without a hint of surprise, slightly lowered his head, then laid down what he had brought on the bedside table. Elysion, who was enjoying a rare moment with Karina, lost his enthusiasm.
“I was trying to assist the master, but since there was no response even after knocking, I entered without permission. I apologize for opening the door without permission.”
“Enough with the apologies. The steward is a guest of my mother, not a servant of my mansion.”
Elysion wore a cold expression.
“That aside, did the steward ask for help from the guest?”
Even with his sharp tone, the steward remained composed, showing no emotional disturbance.
“Yes. There’s a shortage of hands inside the house, so the guest has been helping.”
“The steward seems to have lost his mind.”
Elysion clicked his tongue, seemingly displeased.
“To avoid such incidents in the future, I’ll warn the steward.”
As the steward politely bowed as he entered, he withdrew.
“Hmm.”
Elysion, sighing, caught the eyes of Karina, who was staring blankly at him.
“Shall we have a cup of tea?”
“No, no, it’s okay.”
When she seemed to be lost in thought, Elysion chuckled and firmly held her hand again.
“Then, can we continue what we were doing earlier?”
At his words, Karina, with a reddened face, widened her eyes.
He found even her shyness adorable.
When Karina, seemingly embarrassed, withdrew her hand from him, she approached the window.
“Would you like a cup of tea?”
“No, thank you. It’s okay.”
As Elysion couldn’t take his eyes off her, Karina, appearing flustered, tugged at the thick curtain as if wanting to pull it.
“What about this curtain? Why is it so thick? Don’t people usually use thin curtains in the summer?”
Karina began pulling the heavy fabric as if she wanted to change it.
“Th-this curtain, why is it so thick? Thin and light curtains are better, aren’t they?”
“Why is that?”
Didn’t they talk about this before?
The feeling of wanting to tease her, who avoided him in a cute way and vividly remembered that moment, became clear again.
“This room is the Grand Duchess’s room.”
“Yes, I heard it from the steward earlier, but…”
“This curtain is useful for this room.”
Why couldn’t she remember the stories they had told before?
Was she the only one who left those as memories and good ones?
“If you reject this time too, it might be disappointing, but can I kiss you again?”
“I-it’s a bit awkward in a bright place, and, um, at night, it’s… h-here too… I think it’s… good…”
At that moment, a pain, like something burning his head fiercely, struck him.
“Ugh.”
Seeing him like that, Karina, surprised, turned away.
“Your Highness, are you okay?”
“Y-yeah. But more importantly…”
Elysion said as he caught his breath.
“The curtain… the curtain won’t do. Don’t touch it.”
At Elysion’s sudden drop in temperature, Karina seemed taken aback.
With a perplexed expression, Karina tentatively brushed her hand against the dress.
‘What was that just now?’
Elysion, without showing it, felt flustered internally.
The moment Karina touched the curtain, something hot and intense seemed to twist and churn in his chest, a feeling akin to when one fears losing something precious.
“Are you okay?”
“I’m fine. I just startled you.”
As Karina examined his complexion, Elysion, feeling the awkward atmosphere, turned his gaze outside.
“They are…”
The unfamiliar male figures accompanying the priest brought by his mother were seen walking along the courtyard.
Unconsciously, Elysion furrowed his brow.
Elysion excused himself briefly, disappearing hurriedly.
“Phew.”
Left alone, Karina sighed and sat down on the bed.
“I don’t understand English.”
What on earth happened? When she asked Elysia to help Elysion be well, he didn’t act this way. Even when Karina tried to engage him in conversation, he drew a clear line and spoke calmly. But now, he treated her as if she were an adored lover.
“I can’t focus my mind.”
It was the first time Karina had been so close to Elysion. He held her tightly and didn’t let go. Warmth and tenderness filled his red eyes. The man who dismissed even Karina’s careful dining requests seemed different now.
Karina found the sudden love offensive somewhat overwhelming.
Of course, she didn’t dislike it.
Before spending the night with Saville, he had also been proactive with Karina, but the difference with Elysion was incomparable. Elysion seemed completely infatuated with her.
“Can one suddenly become like this?”
When she first met him, she felt a strange sensation.
A feeling that her relationship with Elysion was inevitably connected by fate.
However, she felt disappointed because she seemed to be the only one who felt this.
“Is Elysion here for that now?”
The square fortune teller, and even Elysia, had clearly mentioned a destined partner for her.
Anyway, this situation was not unfavorable for Karina.
After taking a break for two days, Karina’s physical condition improved significantly.
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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