Life After Divorce (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 33
Meanwhile, Berita, who had climbed the stairs, clung to one of his arms.
“Devon, I heard you’d returned—but why didn’t you send word all this time? Do you even know how hurt I was?”
She whispered softly, stealing glances through the half-open doors along the way.
Devon raised an eyebrow and briefly glanced at the ample bosom pressing against his arm. Berita was the kind of woman whose melancholy eyes and coquettish voice left one craving more—yet she crumbled easily under desire and was self-destructive. Hadn’t she betrayed Etricia, the only person in the world who’d ever been on his side, just to possess him?
How long could a relationship built on layers of small and large lies possibly last?
Though the illicit thrill of her being his wife’s sworn sister had once been enticing, that allure had vanished now that Etricia had cast him aside. Now, Etricia herself seemed far more attractive.
The once docile Etricia, who he’d thought would bore him for life, had transformed with hatred in her eyes—and that change was deeply alluring.
Just remembering how she’d humiliated him made his blood boil to the roots of his hair, yet the thought of her returning to him sent a shiver down his spine.
Perhaps it was the proud tilt of her chin and her defiant gaze that pleased him so—or maybe part of what he’d said in mockery, claiming she’d become more alluring now that she belonged to another man, had actually been sincere.
Recalling Etricia’s seductive presence at the bar, Devon looked down coldly at Berita once more.
Snap! He roughly jerked his arm away. The recoil sent Berita crashing into the wall, where she gasped and clutched her shoulder.
“D-Devon, why are you acting like this?”
“Go back. Don’t act so rashly. And stop playing shallow tricks.”
“Devon…?”
Devon brushed aside Berita’s arm as she reached for him again, seemingly entranced, and quickly descended the stairs. Berita stood there, dumbfounded, watching his retreating back with her mouth agape.
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!”
——
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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‘You think you’re the only one holding hostages, Devon.’
It seems that Etricia has a counter-plan. I thought she had fallen into Devon’s trap.
Finding her flustered panic utterly endearing, I quietly laughed again. With a t
Etricia is the queen of teasing. Especially for Edmund. (>▽<)
But coincidentally, the reason he tidied his hair today was that the hair design
Yes, yes, we know perfectly well that it was just a coincidence. And it was never because of Etricia’s words. (>▽<)
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oh man girl, using your self as bait never goes well! just kiss the man instead