With an adorable gaze, Seolwon patted her head, answering, “Yes. Wooju’s feet were this small too.”
“Huh~? Wooju’s feet are huge!”
“When Wooju was a baby, they were this size. Look, cute, right?”
As Seolwon put the socks on Wooju’s palms, her eyes widened in amazement.
The size was so unbelievably small that it was both surprising and fascinating.
“Hey. It’s going to be cold with bare feet. Put on these socks.”
“It’s okay. The floor is warm.”
“No. A pregnant woman should always stay warm.”
Moving quietly, Chaeha began setting up the so-called ‘childbirth preparation’ set.
In an instant, Seolwon’s shoulders were covered with a thick blanket, a set of healthy snacks was prepared next to the table, and soothing prenatal music began playing.
Watching Chaeha carefully check the slope of the floor and the intensity of the lighting as she passed by, Seolwon chuckled.
“Anyone would think it’s Chaeha giving birth.”
Jokingly throwing the words, Chaeha stared at Seolwon with an infinitely serious expression.
“I’d rather it be that way.”
“…What?”
“If it were possible. I get anxious thinking about you giving birth to two at once with that fragile body.”
Unable to believe what he said, Seolwon was left speechless, caught in his deep emotions and love.
After he let out a sigh as if to relieve his feelings, Chaeha wiped his forehead.
“Sorry. I shouldn’t say such weak things to you, but I worry too much…”
“It’s okay not to worry. Wooju was born easily too.”
“Yeah! So, the grandma and grandpa in the island village said Wooju is a filial child~.”
Offering a cute consolation, Wooju clung to Chaeha’s thigh.
Nevertheless, Chaeha’s expression hardened even more.
Actually, I kept thinking that way. When our Wooju was born, I couldn’t be by her side…
“Chaeha. I don’t blame Wooju and me at all.”
“Right! Wooju was born easily on her own! The siblings will be born strong too!”
For a moment, it felt like Chaeha’s eyes were moist.
As if making a promise to himself, he took a deep breath and embraced Wooju.
Then, he gently kissed her cheek.
“Yeah. Our son’s growth, I won’t miss a single moment now. And when our daughters are born, let’s be there together with Wooju and Dad. What do you think?”
“Yeah! I really, really like that~.”
Watching the promises shared by the wealthy man, Seolwon also smiled happily.
When Chaeha gently put Wooju down again, Wooju, as usual, approached her mom’s belly, pressing her ear against it.
Unlike before, the belly at 7 months of pregnancy felt mysterious to the child.
The fairly noticeable fetal movements were distinctly conveyed.
Wooju truly loved this moment.
Chaeha’s emotion was beyond words.
On the day she first felt the fetal movements, he jumped around like a child in front of Seolwon.
On the day he was kicked while touching the belly, he even shed tears.
Seolwon, who was busy and suggested he would also knit, had to intervene to prevent him from doing so.
Knowing the quality of the handmade lunchbox she made for Wooju in the past, she had resolved to avoid homemade items as much as possible.
Perhaps due to the realization that a precious life was growing, Chaeha also became a bit more lenient and didn’t outright reject the childbirth preparation items that Heyoungju sent every day.
Among them, there was something quite useful.
That night, the flurry of snow turned into a gentle snowfall.
Looking at the snowflakes falling under the orange streetlight outside the window, Seolwon enjoyed the peace.
Even though she declined the massage, saying she didn’t need it, Chaeha, who had finished the knitting, came to her and pulled the blanket over her.
Suddenly, in the midst of his caring actions, Seolwon’s mischievous side emerged.
“Chaeha, do you remember that day? It snowed just like this on our first night.”
“Of course, I remember. How could I forget our first night, my dear?”
With a warm glow like the streetlight, Chaeha looked at her.
“Actually, I thought about it several times. That day, you didn’t mistake the room, did you? You entered my room knowingly, didn’t you…”
“Right.”
“What?”
In an instant, Seolwon’s eyes widened in surprise at the sudden positive response.
She had thought it was just a mistake made under the influence of alcohol on her brother’s birthday.
“I looked up from below. I thought, ‘Min Seolwon, you must be on this bed.’ Thinking that way, I even wanted to come into this room, unbelievably.”
“Chaeha.”
“I wanted to lie down together, sleep together. I never expressed it, but I said before, I loved you from the beginning.”
Though unintended, Seolwon’s cheek blushed at his confession that induced such emotions.
“To someone as pathetic as me, you held my hand first. You comforted me.”
As if acknowledging the loveliness, Chaeha took her hand and gently pressed it against his cheek.
Perhaps due to the sincere confession, even simple skinship made Seolwon shy, and she shyly cast her eyes downward.
And in that way, Chaeha gazed at her with passionate eyes.
Still holding hands, he whispered softly with sincerity.
“It’s hard to believe that I restrained myself when you’re this lovely.”
“Chaeha, you did well too.”
“I’m serious. But, Min Seolwon, it was only a matter of time before I fell for you.”
Gentle laughter and a soft voice settled over Seolwon, who seemed at a loss for words.
“Seolwon.”
“…….”
“I love you.”
With that, Chaeha cautiously parted his lips.
After a brief and affectionate kiss, he delicately lowered his lips even more.
It was always the farewell they exchanged before going to sleep at night.
Kissing her belly, Chaeha extended his greetings.
“Love each other too. Be born healthy. Dad is waiting.”
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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