Heathcliff pressed his disheveled face close to Yuri Hsien and muttered lowly.
“Will it be less if it happens once? Hmm?”
From the whispering Heathcliff, there emitted a sharply cold smell. Yuri Hsien didn’t know that it was the smell of a drug used in cigarettes.
‘Am I now……. now, now…….’
What had she heard?
Was what she just heard, really from Heathcliff’s mouth? Could the coachman who had mocked her earlier be hiding somewhere here? An absurd thought, but she could think of nothing else.
She had even forgotten how to blink in shock. Yuri Hsien merely had her bright red eyes wide open like a rabbit. If she took a deep breath, her body would touch the man nearby, and her chest was even throbbing…..
“Kyaaak!”
Suddenly, a large hand pushed her shoulder.
Thud!
Her head and back hit the closed door indiscriminately. The shock was so great that her vision darkened even with her eyes open. The headache felt as if her head would split was instant.
“Ugh……. Your Highness……?”
Yuri Hsien, who had slid down, looked up at Heathcliff as her vision began to focus. The vision gradually opening from the center was like the process of hell’s gate opening.
“That’s right. I’m the Prince. The Prince. But what the hell are you…….”
The rest of the words were too mumbled to be heard. Heathcliff, having thrown off his coat, sat down in front of the collapsed Yuri Hsien. The terrifying sound of unbuckling his pants rang clear. A sharp mind and fast body response were two different things.
“Yo, Your, High, Ness……”
The words wouldn’t even come out properly. Heathcliff looked even more deranged than before. Yuri Hsien desperately fumbled for the door handle behind her. She had to find the door handle.
‘I have to get out of here.’
But Heathcliff wasn’t going to let her.
Clank!
“……!”
Whether the sound of the door locking was so terrifying and dreadful, Yuri Hsien realized it for the first time.
Swallowing dry saliva in despair, she realized she had nothing to protect herself. What woman would bring a weapon when going to meet her lover who had rescued her from a quagmire?
“Your Highness, please come to your senses. Just for a moment……!”
Yuri Hsien tried to rise from her seat. But even that was thwarted by Heathcliff’s hand pressing down on her shoulder.
“Ugh!”
Yuri Hsien had never thought herself weak until now. Was it the problem of meager meals since Uergeni disappeared that she couldn’t even shake off one of Heathcliff’s hands?
Swish.
Eventually, Heathcliff pulled off his belt and threw it. Yuri Hsien’s mind froze white, and she couldn’t do anything. A sudden thought struck her that she could make a chance to escape if she bought some time. But in the end, Yuri Hsien couldn’t lift a finger.
“The Crown Prince, isn’t he?”
Regrettably, her infatuation with the savior who saved her life held back the reason for making the right choice. She didn’t want to give in. But… on the other hand, she had this thought.
“If I connect with the Crown Prince here, can I avoid marrying Byunghwa Baek?”
Becoming Heathcliff’s woman. Could this be the surest way?
She never imagined spending her first night with him like this. It might not be entirely bad.
A deep sense of despair runs an absurd positive circuit. Even if she knows it’s not the right answer, it makes Yuri Hsien close her eyes.
Heathcliff’s hand grabbed Yuri Hsien’s black hair.
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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