Sitting on the sofa and opening his laptop, Jae Ha drank the remaining beer.
[If you continue this American style, you will face many difficulties in the future. Naturally, it puts me in a difficult position as well. When in Rome, do as the Romans do.]
“You know me, I follow my own rules.”
“You seemed that way.”
Just because of her boss who was merely responding for the sake of it, Secretary Kang let out a sigh that made her feel as if the ground was caving in.
[You might find it suffocating with an American mindset, but in Korea, it’s common sense to ask about age when you first meet. And if you think about why you came to Korea, the fundamental reason… Hello? Are you listening? Sir?]
“That last house we saw.”
[Yes, the house with the terrace that you liked.]
“Seal the deal, immediately.”
[Immediately? But you said you’d think about it…]
“I finished thinking. Sign the contract and get back to me. Have a good weekend.”
Kwon Jae Ha, who threw his phone aside, stared intently at the woman who filled the screen.
It’s not like I’m going to do anything just because she lives nearby he rationalized to himself.
Before he knew it, his prominent jawline trembled.
Christmas rose.
The delicate and frail flower he had seen in his stepfather Sean’s garden came to mind.
[Isn’t it amazing how it blooms so beautifully against the cold winter wind?]In the picture, Eun Jo Yoon was tidy and pure. The cold, sharp winter wind was captured in her round eyes.
Something bitter and sharp pierced through Jae Ha’s chest.
“Ah…”
She was so clean to the point of being annoying, he had the thought of wanting to soil her. It seemed that breaking the frail stem would be somehow relieving.
And he was curious.
If she was still at the peak of her senses. If she was still constantly uttering the words “I love you” without knowing it.
Infuriatingly, Kwon Jae Ha remembered every moment, every scene precisely.
The heated breaths that were being let out in a quick, ragged rhythm.
The white hand that was struggling to hide the unbearable ecstasy. The sob that eventually burst out.
“Shit.”
His face crumpled all at once. Over one single picture, like a fool. How pathetic.
It was a severe and familiar thirst, but just as severely unpleasant.
However, the sudden and intense emotion cooled down as soon as he saw the next picture.
He knew there was a child. But another housemate…
…was a woman.
The aluminum can in his hand crumpled like a concertina.
A long time ago, he had been the one to shut up Secretary Kang, who was reporting on the situation. He had carelessly thrown the USB that the retreating Kang left behind into the trash bin.
He felt an intense pain at the back of his head just with the two words, “child” and “housemate”. Because he didn’t want to know every little thing.
“Fucking idiot!”
Who should he resent? Who for what reason? Why? Was it justifiable?
He didn’t feel anything when a red drop formed at the tip of his finger cut by a sharp edge.
Lee Min Ah. 26 years old, Eun Jo Yoon’s biological sister.
Graduated from Sorang Nursing College, currently waiting for her assignment after passing the civil service exam. Adopted one month after birth.
Yoon Da On. 6 years old. Eun Jo Yoon’s son.
Quite a large family. Kwon Jae Ha, who frowned deeply, picked up the phone that had been thrown at the end of the sofa.
As soon as he touched the screen, there was an immediate response, as if it had been waiting.
[Yes, tell me.]
“I’ve checked the email. Are you sure that the woman named Lee Min Ah is a biological sister?”
Despite the distorted expression, his voice was calm, even elegant.
[Yes, she is the biological sister that was met through a DNA test. She is still using the surname of her adoptive parents.]
“What about the other details regarding the child?”
[Yes, understood.] Who the hell irresponsibly…
Spewing endless expletives, Kwon Jae Ha rubbed his face with his hand, sinking his body into the sofa.
Such an idiot. Why the child.
.
.
The thing Kwon Jae Ha chose to tidy up his chaotic emotions was work.
He discovered his vibrating cell phone on the sofa long after midnight when he came out in search of a beer.
[Yoon Eun Jo and Lee Min Ah are currently at the Seocho Police Station’s Traffic Division.]
So precise and succinct. Jae Ha, who laughed quietly, put down the cold beer can he was holding.
He first called his executive secretary and leisurely got dressed.
On the way to the police station, he familiarized himself with the details of the case. Of course, he finished his calls with influential acquaintances who could have some sway.
…Yoon Eun Jo.
Just rolling that name in his mouth sent a thrilling shiver down his spine.
Much quicker than expected.
Much easier, he got her in his grasp.
Such a terrible reunion to this extent. Kwon Jae Ha, with a smirk on his face, stared out the black car window.
The topend sedan was cutting through the darkness.
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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