“I’m fine…”
Even when I lived with Rebecca, I’d had a few hardships.
It didn’t feel like a big deal to me, but it seemed to be for others.
Before I knew it, I was in a mansion. The proceedings had been so swift that I barely remembered how I got to the Duke’s residence.
“Summon the doctor, immediately.”
The Duke carried me into the room, and Sophia, who had found me, ordered the other maids to bring warm water and towels.
Only after lying in bed did I remember.
‘Shankez and the other kids!’
“Your Grace, Your Grace!”
I urgently called out to the Duke.
“There were kids trapped in the auction house earlier! They were all young and were being sold as merchandise!”
“How do you know about that?”
A brief flash of anger crossed the Duke’s eyes as he looked down at me. He soon sighed lightly and continued.
“How do you know those kids?”
‘…Did the Duke know too?’
Did that mean he also attended the slave auction?
Struck with disbelief, I couldn’t find any words. The Duke opened his eyes slightly.
“It’s not what you’re thinking.”
“I didn’t say anything…”
“It’s written all over your face, what you’re thinking.”
I raised one hand and touched my face. I must have been so shocked that I couldn’t control my expressions.
The further explanations were left to Clements.
“I knew about the slave auction, but it wasn’t my intention to participate.”
“Then why?”
“Well, if we have to be exact, a crackdown?”
Hearing this, I was shocked once more. The Duke, conducting a crackdown?
‘The Duke also captures bad people…’
I had assumed he wouldn’t care about other people’s wrongdoings since he was a villain himself.
But he’s the Lord of vast Hesera, so he must be maintaining basic order?
“I’ve left him as the manager for too long, should’ve replaced him sooner.”
At the Duke’s words, I tilted my head. Manager? Replace?
“What do you mean, Your Grace?”
“The current manager of the auction house. He was good at his job and caused no accidents, so I left him be. Turns out he independently started running a slave auction. So, I went to set things straight.”
Rolling my eyes, I realized a new fact from his words.
“So that auction house was yours?”
“Yes.”
“The auction house that was gambling and dealing in drugs was originally yours…?”
The shock was even greater since I had only heard rumors in the original story.
I remembered from my past life how dangerous and bad drugs and gambling are.
‘The Duke ran that…’
The Duke sighed briefly then.
“What exactly do you take me for?”
“Huh?”
“I didn’t create it for those purposes. While it’s true I ran the auction house, the gambling and drug dealing were unauthorized operations by the middle manager. He had plans all along.”
‘Ah…’
“Everything is confirmed, and it’s going to be dismantled.”
The Duke lightly touched my furrowed forehead.
“So you don’t need to worry about it.”
Then I realized my face had been quite serious.
‘The Duke didn’t kidnap the children.’
Hearing this, my heart surprisingly settled down.
‘But if the auction house was the Duke’s, would he know that Rebecca frequented it?’
I had seen my mother there.
Thinking about it, Rebecca always lived with alcohol and gambling, so seeing her in such a place wasn’t surprising.
‘What bothers me is this.’
Among the words Rebecca had said, one particularly bothered me.
‘My daughter doesn’t seem to know, but you shouldn’t go against this mother’s wishes. After all, you’re someone I need to reclaim…’
That sentence had been nagging at me like a tangled thread in my mind.
“Rebecca will take me back, huh?”
When we met, Rebecca had constantly tried to drag me away against my will.
At that time, I was too flustered to realize, but now that I think about it, she seemed to be planning to kidnap me.
“If it weren’t for the twins back then, I really would’ve been in big trouble.”
“Yes, Duke, over there I…”
I quickly closed my mouth. A sudden memory had flashed into my mind.
“Shouldn’t I tell my father we were seen?”
Although the Duke raised an eyebrow, urging me to continue, I firmly shook my head.
“The twins said not to say anything.”
I didn’t know why they said not to speak, but nothing good would come from speaking out rashly.
“What were you going to say?”
The Duke’s gaze didn’t appear to be one that would let it go easily, just when the physician entered the room.
“I’ve come to check the baby’s condition.”
The physician hurriedly entered and started to unload his medical tools beside the bed.
Unable to ask further questions, the Duke stepped back.
“Check thoroughly.”
“Yes, yes. Of course.”
Pretending to be fine until the end, Diane soon fell fast asleep on the bed.
Kyleius returned to his office briefly to wrap up some previous matters while Diane was asleep.
He had already told the maid to bring her medicine as soon as Diane woke up.
Though it was hard to focus on the paperwork.
“Duke, I’m really fine!”
Diane had insisted she was fine until she fell asleep. She was only 4 years old, at an age when even a single drop of blood could make her cry in fright.
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!”
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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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