Love Me Just Once (Completed Main Story) - Chapter 133
First, there had still been no reply from Ophelia. Ever since Staret’s death, she hadn’t said a word. At first, I thought it understandable—her grief must have been overwhelming—but by now, after this much time had passed, she should have sent at least a brief message.
Moreover, the last letter received from Salode mentioned an uprising in Reden. Even if Ophelia held no particular feelings toward Reden, it would surely weigh on her mind.
They had also said that order in the Galisa Sea region had grown unstable since Staret’s death.
But that wasn’t the biggest problem.
I didn’t know how much Gilrod already knew about events here, but he absolutely must not hear news of the rebellion here before Salode did—or, to be precise, he must not learn of the rebellion’s failure first.
Gilrod, cunning and malicious as he was, would have left the capital untouched until he secured the rebels’ heads—should the rebellion succeed. He enjoyed pressuring and tormenting his opponents, so he’d likely stay silent, letting those in the capital nurture false hope before crushing it completely.
But if he learned that the rebellion here had occurred—and failed—he wouldn’t remain composed. He’d try to seize the capital by any means before his return.
Fortunately, Sigrasil Castle was specially designed for defense; as long as its gates remained firmly shut, it could hold out for some time. Still, the thought that Ophelia might be taken hostage in the worst-case scenario gnawed at me.
How could I possibly show my face otherwise?
When I brought Ophelia here, Idren had promised her he’d grant her anything she desired. He’d married her vowing she could live exactly as she wished—he couldn’t possibly let her fall into peril now.
I’d already sent a letter to Salode instructing him to close the castle gates immediately upon receipt, but I couldn’t rely solely on that. I needed to return quickly—yet the problem was, the war hadn’t even truly begun. There was only one way to end this situation swiftly: eliminate the commander.
That was precisely why they’d come down to the base of the mountain where Hathor had ascended.
Lestda, seemingly unwilling to reveal his master’s true nature, insisted until the end that Hathor wouldn’t fall for any provocation.
But having already dealt extensively with Brinwell’s first prince, Idren knew well that, however dishonorable Hathor might seem toward enemies, he valued loyalty deeply among his own.
Of course, if Hathor were in his right mind, he wouldn’t come rushing down to save Lestda. Yet even if it weren’t Lestda, his very character would compel him to descend.
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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Bitch he should’ve given up on you long time ago 😒😭😭
My poor man 🥺😭 You suffered a lot but give her a chance
Like? He doesnt like you… He adores you and love you 🤦🏻♀️ lucky girl