She saw the bloodstains on his clothes, learned about the death of Nok Hyun’s younger sibling, and it was out of worry for him that she spoke.
She certainly hadn’t spoken out of any ill intention.
…Had she really not?
She hadn’t gotten excited from seeing her husband’s throat, had she?
Tae In questioned herself.
“Was it just a proposition to sleep?”
Tae In spoke ambiguously, avoiding his gaze awkwardly.
When she thought about what had happened in the bed just a few days ago, her heart raced uncontrollably.
“But why are you blushing?”
Nok Hyun touched Tae In’s flushed cheeks.
“……”
“Then I would have misunderstood.”
The corners of Nok Hyun’s lips drew a gentle curve, smiling.
Indeed, he had a face that could captivate anyone.
“No, it seems I’ve said something unnecessary.”
As Tae In started to walk down the stairs, Nok Hyun grabbed her arm.
“You said you would do it, the comfort.”
A word that seemed out of place coming from Nok Hyun popped out.
Despite the bright words, his gaze was heavy.
Feeling hot where Nok Hyun’s gaze landed on her neck, Tae In found herself rubbing her neck for no reason.
Nok Hyun lay down on the bed and patted the spot next to him. Tae In reluctantly lay down facing him, her hand on his forehead. He still felt feverish.
“Why do you have a fever?”
“Because I couldn’t sleep.”
“Why couldn’t you sleep?”
“Because of too much work?”
The strange conversation continued.
“Isn’t it that the higher your position, the less work you have?”
“But the things you’re responsible for increase.”
Tae In, who was staring deep into his eyes, opened her small lips.
“If I recover my memory, will the work decrease a bit?”
“Maybe?”
If Tae In recovered her memory, there would be no need for Nok Hyun and E Kyeong to come to the villa, and E Kyeong could focus solely on Nok Hyun, so his workload should decrease.
“Are you frustrated because I can’t recover my memory?”
“I don’t know.”
At first, Nok Hyun made a headache gesture when he saw Tae In, who had lost her memory. It didn’t look sweet either.
But why was his answer vague now?
While she was contemplating, Nok Hyun spoke again.
“I sometimes wish you couldn’t recover.”
Tae In couldn’t immediately understand what Nok Hyun’s words meant.
“Why……?”
“……Because it’s tiring having enemies all around.”
“……”
“So, I wish you weren’t one.”
Was he saying he wished she wasn’t an enemy?
Did that mean she could become an enemy if she regained her memory?
She wanted to ask, but Nok Hyun had already closed his eyes.
It seemed like he was really tired from not sleeping for several days.
Tae In patted Nok Hyun’s shoulder gently, so as not to wake him up.
Had she known before losing her memory, that Nok Hyun, who always seemed strong, could have such a lonely look in his eyes?
If she had known, she would not have easily suggested a divorce.
That night, countless thoughts raced through her mind.
The next day, in the morning.
Tae In opened her eyes to the sunlight aggressively hitting her eyelids.
Nok Hyun was still asleep.
She was looking at him, still asleep.
Waking up to the sight of a handsome husband’s face.
Indeed, marriage was a good system.
Tae In gazed at Nok Hyun’s face as if to etch it into her memory.
“Why, do you like just looking at me?”
Startled by Nok Hyun’s voice that suddenly flew in, Tae In was taken aback.
When had he woken up?
“…No, well. Not to that extent.”
Tae In coughed awkwardly, her words trailing off, and then she sneaked a glance at Nok Hyun and continued speaking.
“I like it even when I’m not looking at you.”
At Tae In’s confident statement, Nok Hyun momentarily chuckled.
Because comparing the Tae In of the past and the present Tae In was now meaningless, he had no choice but to accept her as she was.
“What about you?”
Tae In asked cautiously.
“Ah, no. I already heard the answer.”
As if she understood without him saying, Tae In silenced Nok Hyun’s words.
Nok Hyun burst into a soft laughter.
“But you, do you know how old I am?”
“I know. You’re three years older than me.”
“You used to use polite language all the time.”
For Nok Hyun, this was much better.
The past Tae In was famous for drawing lines politely.
“To get closer, you have to use informal language.”
“Who said that?”
“They said that in a drama.”
That’s what Tae In said as she placed her hand on Nok Hyun’s forehead.
It had lowered than yesterday, but there was still a slight fever.
As she was about to pull her hand away, Nok Hyun gently held Tae In’s hand.
In that state, their eyes met for a few seconds.
Her heart was beating so fast it felt numb.
“…Aren’t you going to work?”
“I took a day off. It seemed a bit too much.”
“Why suddenly today?”
“I just wanted to rest today.”
Nok Hyun let go of Tae In’s hand.
Feeling the warmth from her hand, Tae In clenched her fist tightly.
“I should take care of my sick husband whom I love, right?”
He didn’t look that sick.
If you ask whether Nok Hyun was a playful person who would pretend to be sick, that wasn’t the case either.
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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