Of course, the fourth Lady of the House did attract attention. She already had a gorgeous appearance, and she was now dressed in a white dress with glamorous hair decorations, looking like an elegant swan.
There were too many watching eyes to have a friendly conversation, but Cassius could discern much from the brief eye contact between the two.
“Let’s go, Walter.”
Cassius hurried his steps to interrogate him in a quiet place.
Walter very slowly took his eyes off Edith and followed Cassius, thinking that he would ask some useless and embarrassing questions again.
“……Isn’t that Jeffrey? Why is he here?”
Cassius seemed to recognize a face and frowned.
(This is a time separator.)
“A party like this should indeed be in a noble’s mansion, right?”
Isagel was very pleased with the feast of splendid foods, addressing Elizabeth.
Elizabeth had attended parties of this scale in the capital until she was bored, but she didn’t want to interrupt Isagel’s happy admiration.
“Indeed. It’s finally the day for a party like this in Portrion.”
“I didn’t know there were so many nobles nearby to send invitations to.”
Elizabeth smirked and agreed with Isagel’s words.
“It’s fortunate we’re not the ones pregnant, considering how many people are here.”
Edith, at the end of their gaze, was literally suffocating to death.
“Congratulations, ma’am. How did you meet the count?”
“I’m curious if the Count of Portrion was a kind lover.”
“Ha ha, what a joyous occasion. What do you like about the Count, ma’am?”
The welldressed nobles and highranking hostesses showered her with questions at this longawaited social gathering.
Edith knew that these people were not curious about the fourth Countess of Portrion.
‘They probably want to confirm that the child I’m carrying is really the Count’s.’
There was no doubt that it would be suspicious if Nicolas Portrion, who was rumored to be a voyeuristic patient who couldn’t be alone with a woman, had a child with some woman.
Especially after rumors spread far and wide that the Count had bought a woman from a gambling table and seated her as his Countess, according to Benjamin.
‘If I fabricate words in this situation, I won’t be able to handle it.’
Edith took a sip of water with an awkward smile. Fortunately, she was not the only one who would be in trouble if the truth came out.
“Thank you all for your kindness, but Edith is not used to this kind of place, so please understand.”
Sophia subtly mentioned that Edith was not of noble birth, interrupting the barrage of questions.
“Edith. It seems a bit chilly. How about going in and putting on an appropriate coat?”
“I will. Thank you.”
Telling her to fetch Vivian instead of going herself must have meant that she was to step out of people’s sight for a moment.
Edith, feeling secretly delighted, sneaked out to the garden with Vivian for a moment.
“People are interested in you, Madam—.”
At that moment, with a whoosh, someone approached Edith’s side.
Vivian, who was walking behind her, had her eyes widen to their limits.
In her pupils, the silhouette of a man covering his face with a mask was reflected in an instant.
“Madam… Ugh!”
“Vivian!”
The villain struck Vivian’s neck from behind, knocking her unconscious, and then covered Edith’s mouth with his revolting hand.
The chilly blade of a dagger touched the edge of her throat.
“If you don’t shut up, I’ll stab you in the belly first.”
“…….”
Edith, shaking like a reed, nodded her head for now.
If the culprit was bold enough to kidnap someone from the manor, where there were twice as many people due to the visitors, he was certainly not sane.
It was better to go along with lunatics for the time being.
“Okay. Now answer my questions with just a nod.”
As Edith nodded, the man checked once more that there was no one around and opened his mouth.
“The child you’re carrying, it’s not the seed of the master, but the bloodline of the kidnapped stable keeper, isn’t it?”
“……!”
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?
——
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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