Tae Joon’s hand, which had been suspended in mid-air holding the tea cup, eventually dropped. The impact caused the green tea inside to spill, wetting his hand, but he felt nothing.
The surrounding air grew heavy, as if constricting his breath.
What was Go Young Hee saying in front of him right now?
He hoped he had misheard. However, the clear voice of Go Young Hee, as she hesitantly parted her lips, once again resonated in his ears.
“To be honest… I couldn’t believe it at first. But I saw it. The two of them… in that kind of relationship.”
Please, let it not be true.
“Others might not know. They just know Mrs. Jung had another man besides her husband. But with my own eyes, I clearly saw it. Whenever the Chairman would call, Mrs. Jung would visit his room at night.”
“Could it be… she visited him for some other reason?”
He questioned, desperate to disbelieve.
“I’m certain it wasn’t for any other reason. The timing was just too suspicious.”
Yet the truth betrayed him relentlessly.
It was a revelation so overwhelming, he felt as if he had been struck forcefully.
“That’s why I quit the job only a few months after starting. The situation was too uncomfortable for me.”
Upon finishing her story, Go Young Hee picked up her tea cup with trembling hands, indicating the weight of her words.
Tae Joon sat there, stunned.
He felt lost, grappling with this implausible revelation. It felt as if something hot surged up from his stomach, threatening to choke him.
He couldn’t breathe. Despite his best efforts to think rationally, his mind was clouded.
“It’s… unbelievable. There are no secrets in the world. There were other people around. How come only you witnessed that scene?”
“It just happened that way. Then I intentionally sought to verify it. Actually, the third floor of the house only had rooms for the Chairman and the daughter. But the daughter, not wanting to be away from Mrs. Jung, moved her room to the third floor as well. Hence, unless called for, nobody would go up to the third floor late at night.”
“So, how did you end up going to the third floor?”
“One of my duties was to clean the late madam’s workroom. One day, while cleaning during the day, I lost an earring. Thinking I might’ve dropped it there, I went back up to the third floor. That’s when I saw Mrs. Jung entering the Chairman’s room.”
“…”
“At first, I thought I saw wrong. Then, I couldn’t comprehend. So… around the same time, I went back. And I realized I hadn’t been mistaken. It… was a shock. I never imagined them to be involved.”
The more he heard, the more violently the truth assaulted his heart.
The truth Go Young Hee revealed did not match the image he had of his mother.
His mother, who he believed was the kindest in the world, who he believed loved her children above all else, left Tae Joon in unimaginable shock.
“Of course, I don’t have evidence. And now that Chairman Baek is no more, what evidence could there be? But think about it. Why would I repeatedly say something so uncomfortable?”
“…”
“It was the same 20 years ago. Besides what I saw with my own eyes, there was no other evidence to prove it. I contemplated and approached the situation late, but by then Mrs. Jung’s case was already concluded. Without evidence, my words held no significant weight.”
“…”
“But this is what I think. So, my thought is… maybe both of them believed that they couldn’t continue that kind of relationship any longer and decided to end it. Hence, Mrs. Jung, feeling overwhelmed… made such a drastic choice. I heard after her passing that she had been suffering from domestic abuse. So, she might have felt even more affectionate towards the kindly Chairman Baek…”
“Stop. Please… stop.”
Tae Joon interrupted Go Young Hee, unable to listen any further.
It felt as if someone was choking him.
“I’m sorry. It must’ve been hard hearing this truth. Whether you believe it or not, it’s your choice. I just told you what I knew.”
His choice? There really wasn’t a choice. The words that had seeped in, whether they were lies or truth, had already shaken him to his core.
He felt nauseous. Even though he hadn’t eaten dinner and had nothing to throw up, he felt the urge to vomit.
“Excuse me. I need… the restroom.”
Eventually, he headed straight to the restroom and vomited. However, as expected, only bile came out.
Still, Tae Joon couldn’t stop himself from retching.
It was as if he was desperately trying to expel the unbearable truth.
12:15 AM.
Midnight had passed, yet Tae Joon hadn’t contacted.
Was the conversation dragging on? What could they possibly be talking about that would keep him away for so long?
Various thoughts dominated Seo Rin’s mind. Because of his departure earlier in the evening, his final appearance stayed fresh in her memory.
“It’s heart-wrenching.”
His despondent look from the weight of the truth lingered in her eyes.
Thus, she wished she could be with him when he arrived home, fighting off sleep just for that.
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…
——
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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