Tae In woke up in her newlywed home late in the afternoon.
She occasionally had nightmares in Gapyeong, but she seemed to have slept soundly there; it was difficult for her to get a good sleep at both her parents’ house and her newlywed home.
After bathing in hot water, she fetched some cool water to drink.
Stella rubbed her body against Tae In’s feet, meowing.
Tae In hugged Stella.
“Been too long, hasn’t it? I’m sorry.”
She planted a kiss on Stella’s forehead.
There was a faint scent coming from Stella.
Could it be that Kang Nok Hyun bathed her? While hugging Stella, Tae In looked around her past newlywed home.
The familiarity that felt foreign was probably due to the memories she had densely accumulated in Gapyeong over the month.
The house was as it had been when she left.
Nok Hyun and Tae In were always busy because of work, and apart from occasionally dining together, they hadn’t spent time together.
“It was quite strange, Kang Nok Hyun.”
Nok Hyun was generally kind.
He was kind to Tae In, as he was in front of others.
However, Tae In knew. He was a person who was cold to the bone.
It wasn’t a coldness that was fabricated according to the surrounding situation like Tae In’s, but a characteristic he originally possessed.
So, there was no opportunity to get close.
Only at the villa in Gapyeong, he treated Tae In sincerely.
Tae In smirked as if she knew his intention.
As new and previous memories merged, it felt as though she had become a different person.
Tae In went into the room she used to occupy. After marriage, she and Nok Hyun had always used separate rooms.
She had packed all her belongings and left, but oddly, the room was filled with stuff.
The bed cover and pillows were new, the book she always kept on the bedside table, and the postits she habitually used to jot down immediately occurring thoughts were still on the desk.
What’s going on here?
At that moment, the doorbell rang.
Tae In confirmed Lee Kyung’s face on the intercom and opened the door.
“Are you feeling okay?”
At Lee Kyung’s question, Tae In grimaced.
Who started the fight?
Tae In sighed and looked at Lee Kyung. Thankfully, it seemed she had received treatment, as a bandage was on her face.
Tae In poured two cups of coffee and gave one to Lee Kyung.
“Did you eat?”
“This is fine.”
Tae In said while gulping down her coffee.
“You’re going to upset your stomach. Let’s eat some chicken.”
Lee Kyung pulled out a chicken from a bag as big as a granny’s bag.
Tae In hadn’t told Lee Kyung that her memory had returned.
Lee Kyung looked at Tae In suspiciously, wondering about that time, but didn’t ask.
“Chicken in the morning.”
“Why, you used to say chicken tastes best when you eat it as soon as you wake up. Also, it’s dinner time now.”
“The first meal after waking up is breakfast.”
She’s not the same Tae In from back then.
Unable to respond, Tae In sighed heavily.
“You have this too?”
The moment Tae In saw the photo card attached to the chicken box, she blanched.
It was a photo card of Haesu, no, Oh Hye Sung.
In the past, she would have happily accepted it and would have already started to tear into the chicken, but Tae In couldn’t do it.
Words uttered by Lee Kyung in a manner that seemed to scorn the Tae In who had praised Haesu surfaced in her mind.
The saying that when you regain your memory, you also find a rat hole.
Tae In finally understood the meaning of those words.
Oh Hye Sung, who took on the role of Haesu, had been classmates with Tae In since elementary school. They were more akin to archenemies than friends.
Unlike Tae In, who was warm to everyone, Hye Sung was always cold and disliked Tae In’s goodwill.
After being ignored more than once, Tae In also ignored Hye Sung.
As a result, they inevitably became enemies by the time they reached high school.
For some strange fate, they had always been in the same class from elementary school through high school.
When selecting a brand advertising model, Tae In was the first to cross out Oh Hye Sung’s name.
And yet, I said that I was a fan of that Oh Hye Sung, rewatched his drama more than three times, and even joined his fan club.
Even a few days ago, when I met him in the hospital, I blurted out nonsense saying I was a fan.
Ah, how embarrassing.
Tae In scratched her head without Lee Kyung knowing.
But at least I didn’t mention that I joined the fan club. It was a relief that I didn’t say I became a premium member because I posted so many comments.
“Oops, I should’ve given this to you first. Here’s your cell phone, Tae In. These are a few belongings and the things you asked for that were left at home.”
It seemed that Lee Kyung had visited the house.
Looking at the items Lee Kyung brought, Tae In opened her mouth.
“The screen was shattered.”
“I got it repaired. Other than the broken screen, there was nothing wrong with it.”
“Was there a little sevenyearold kid named Arin, my sister, at that house?”
“No, she wasn’t there.”
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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