Dojun sat leaning against the headboard of the bed, staring intently at the spot where Taeyeon had been just a while ago. To dismiss it as a mistake in his half-asleep state seemed unlikely, as Taeyeon’s voice was too clear.
“So, were you trying to push me away all this time?”
He found the answer to the reason why Taeyeon hadn’t crossed the line she had drawn before. But another curiosity arose.
“What exactly is this ‘remaining time’?”
Given the mention of leaving, the conclusion was clear.
Divorce.
“No way.”
Is she demanding a divorce at the peak of our relationship? What could be the reason to go that far?
Certainly, Taeyeon said it seemed like she wouldn’t want to leave. That means there’s interference from a third party, and it’s definitely not Chairman Cha. In that case, there was only one option left.
“Don’t bother me until the end.”
Jin Sajang himself.
Dojun exhaled in disbelief, as if dumbfounded.
Dojun, who had never discarded or handed anything over once it fell into his hands, had the same attitude. Taeyeon also had no intention of letting go.
But that was solely Dojun’s perspective, and it made him impatient.
“If she says she’ll leave, what should I do?”
In his mind, it seemed easy to just grab her, but the reality was different. Taeyeon knew very well that she wouldn’t change her decision once she made up her mind.
“Sigh.”
It felt like holding onto an unraveling thread that wouldn’t loosen. At that moment, when Dojun was wiping his face with both hands.
Whether Taeyeon had finished her shower or not, she revealed herself, wearing a gown.
“Dojun, are you up?”
Dojun lifted his hands from his face as if he didn’t know anything, smiling brightly like someone who knew nothing.
“Yes, just now.”
“Hurry and wash up. We need to hurry if we’re going to the office.”
“Right.”
Taeyeon was opening the cosmetics that Secretary Choi had bought. Dojun immediately moved towards the bathroom but soon approached Taeyeon from behind.
After revealing himself in the mirror on the dressing table, Dojun saw Taeyeon and smiled brightly.
“Why are you like that?”
Dojun wordlessly lowered his face, and in a single breath, he covered Taeyeon’s lips. Surprised at Dojun unexpectedly kissing her lips since morning, Taeyeon pushed him away with one hand.
“Dojun, we need to wash up quickly.”
“There’s still some time.”
Dojun, like a person with thirst, approached Taeyeon’s lips.
Despite pushing him away several times, Taeyeon finally put down the unbeatable cosmetics and placed both hands on Dojun’s shoulders.
The short yet seemingly long kiss came to an end.
Feeling that Dojun was emotionally different from usual, Taeyeon asked curiously.
“Why are you acting like someone with something on your mind?”
“Well, there is something.”
“What?”
Taeyeon widened her eyes, wondering if he had heard what I said. Dojun smiled brightly and leaned against the dressing table.
“Aren’t we now a real couple, not the pretentious couple who got married first?”
“Ah…”
Dojun reached for the knot of the gown that Taeyeon had neatly tied.
“Isn’t today the day we become a real couple, not just a fake couple that got married first?”
“Ah…”
Dojun reached for the knot of the gown that Taeyeon had neatly tied, speaking slowly as if he could easily untie it and let it fall.
“I was planning to wash you up when you woke up in the morning.”
“What?”
“Now that we’re a real couple.”
Staring at the surprised and speechless Taeyeon, Dojun smirked.
“How’s your body?”
“My back is a bit stiff.”
“Oh no. I told you to be careful.”
“I’m really fine, Dojun. Please go wash up quickly.”
Dojun slowly shook his head as if reluctant to go.
“Why couldn’t I let you go so easily?”
“When would that be? I was worried about being late for work…”
“Then shall we discuss the remaining issues between us later tonight?”
Come to think of it, he hadn’t told Dojun about the conversation with Taejin yesterday. The atmosphere of the evening before was partly due to his actions.
Thinking about it, Taeyeon’s cheeks blushed again.
Seizing that moment, Dojun whispered into Taeyeon’s ear.
“Do you know about that?”
“About what?”
“Even your impulsive actions yesterday are my style.”
“…”
“Whatever you do is good; it seems I’m deeply in love with you.”
Saying such an incredible thing casually, Dojun got up from his seat.
From morning, Taeyeon’s heart raced uncontrollably once again.
All thanks to the splendid Cha Dojun.
⭐️⭐️⭐️
It was a busy Monday morning, with a hectic morning that left no time to breathe.
Taeyeon found it even more challenging as she couldn’t rest well over the weekend.
“Ah.”
Every time she stood up, an involuntary groan of pain escaped.
There was no part of her body that wasn’t sore.
Seeing Taeyeon like this, Yoonji, a close colleague, asked with concern.
“Manager Jin, where does it hurt?”
“Oh, no. It’s just that my muscles are a bit tight.”
“Where?”
Yoonji asked innocently, but answering was difficult.
“Just my lower back.”
“Oh, dear. Shouldn’t you go to a traditional Korean medicine clinic later?”
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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