Lightning struck. It was a rainy day. They said the lady’s carriage had overturned on her way back from her family’s Duke’s residence.
The reason she went to her family was because of the divorce with the Duke.
[This is the time separator]Not long after the lady’s funeral.
During the rainy funeral, Esella, who had been smiling, seemed to notice something strange and looked for her mother. No matter how the nurses and maids tried to console Esella, it was no use.
“Where’s Mom?”
Esella, who blinked her big, anxious eyes, began to cry. Olivia, who had been watching through the crack in the door, quietly intervened.
“Sister!”
Esella’s big eyes welled up with tears at the sight of Olivia.
“Mom’s not coming. I want to see Mom.”
Watching Esella wailing, Olivia was reminded of herself a few weeks earlier. She knew that Mom wasn’t coming, but she missed her every night. Olivia just held Esella’s hand without saying anything. Only then did Esella reduce her cries for Mom. The nurses and maids, who had been trying to send Olivia away, said nothing.
After that, Esella was often bedridden.
“Mom, Mom.”
Her beautiful face flushed with fever, calling for her mother. But no matter how much she called, the lady didn’t appear saying, “Esella, my baby.” Esella kept calling for her mother, eventually sealing her lips and shedding silent tears.
Even Olivia, six years old, felt what might be described as a heartwrenching sadness.
But she couldn’t ask anyone for help. Jade had gone to the lady’s family, Conrad had shut himself in his room and refused to talk to anyone, and the Duke was nowhere to be seen.
On the big bed, Esella breathed heavily. There was a sweet smell of milk and a salty smell of tears.
Feeling a gaze, Esella slowly met eyes. Her beautiful violet eyes were filled with tears.
“Sister, Mom’s, not coming.”
Her childish voice faltered. Olivia ended up biting her lip.
What could she say to make this child smile?
Looking at the tearful face, the only words that came to Olivia were those she had heard most from the nurse.
“Your existence itself is tormenting the Madelrayne family.”
“…I’m sorry.”
“Huh?”
Esella asked as if she hadn’t heard, at the faint voice. Looking into her weakly blinking eyes, Olivia felt tears welling up.
“Sis, ter, I’m so,”
Just then.
The door swung open with a loud noise. Startled, Olivia looked at the door, where the Duke was striding in with an imposing demeanor.
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I had never seen such a terrifying face. Terrified, Olivia inadvertently grabbed Eshella’s hand. The Duke, who looked at Olivia with eyes that seemed to devour her, roughly dragged Olivia away.
“Ah!”
Eshella let out a painful sound as she was suddenly pulled away. Olivia quickly let go of Eshella’s hand and looked back. Startled, Eshella began to cry loudly.
It felt like her wrist would be torn off. Olivia looked at the maids and butlers for help, but no one was there to stop the Duke.
“Miss. Don’t cry.”
“Daddy, sister! Sister!”
The nanny tried to soothe Eshella, but she did not stop crying. Olivia reached out towards Eshella, who was looking at me and crying pitifully. I have to go to Eshella quickly. Olivia struggled as she was pulled out of the room.
“Let me go! To Eshella, go,”
Bang the large door closed. Eshella, who had been reaching out to me, crying, was hidden by the door.
I have to go. Olivia was about to look up at the Duke with resentful eyes.
“How dare.”
The Duke’s voice was spinechillingly terrifying. Olivia froze like ice.
“How dare you call my daughter by her name?”
Flames sparked in the Duke’s eyes. It felt like standing in front of a fearsome wild beast. Olivia trembled, even forgetting the pain in her tightly gripped arm.
I felt like my legs would give way any moment. This was something I had never experienced before.
It’s strange. This man is my father. Why does he look at me as if I’m the most hated thing in the world?
“Ah, daddy.”
“Who. Who’s your father?”
A voice as cold as to freeze everything. The Duke’s words were as sharp as that voice. Olivia blinked her eyes at the line drawn instantly and then bowed her head.
The Duke spoke in a voice that seemed to suppress his emotions.
“Listen well.”
“……”
“Until I give permission, never again.”
“……”
“Don’t talk to Eshella.”
“Bu, but.”
The lady told me to call her sister. Eshella’s sister.
As soon as I thought of the word ‘sister,’ my fear of the Duke subsided. Olivia looked up at the Duke.
I didn’t do anything.
It was then that I tried to say the words that filled my mouth.
“……if only it wasn’t you.”
The Duke spoke in a voice as if forced, pained. Olivia’s breath was stuck for a moment.
The Duke’s face that had gripped my arm as if to break it just a while ago crumbled. His purple eyes trembled as if he was truly saddened.
“……Hazel would have been alive.”
An assumption that could never be fulfilled struck Olivia’s heart. The words that had filled her mouth vanished in an instant.
“Your misfortune made me, my house like this.”
“……”
“Don’t pass that misfortune on to Eshella.”
The Duke, who had seized her arm, slowly let go. He then turned his indifferent gaze and went into the room. When the door opened, Eshella’s crying could be heard.
“Daddy, sister, why did you chase her out.”
“Eshella. Don’t cry.”
Before the door closed, the Duke’s voice soothing Eshella could be heard. The voice was completely different from how he had addressed me.
With the sound of the door closing, Olivia collapsed on the spot. The tension had eased, and her arm hurt.
Only then did the cool air of the corridor touch her cheek. It felt entirely different from the warm room inside.
The passing maids and servants glanced at Olivia. But no one comforted Olivia or helped her up.
Olivia looked down at her arm, bowing her head. The sleeve of the dress the lady had given her was terribly crumpled.
I felt so good when I received this dress. I even asked if it was okay for me to have something so precious, and the lady smiled at me a little.
“……hic, sob.”
A mournful cry burst out. Her arm hurt, Eshella’s crying hurt, the Duke’s words hurt.
“……I did no, nothing wrong.”
The words that had vanished late came out as sobs. I did nothing wrong. The lady said I was not at fault.
“If only it hadn’t been you.”
The Duke’s face, twisted in pain, was vivid.
The Duke is mistaken. I did nothing, I merely came to this mansion. But the Duke’s words continuously tormented Olivia.
Really, what should I do? A sudden fear overwhelmed me.
Mother, the Duchess wanted to see Olivia, and Olivia cried bitterly.
Until her eyes swelled and her throat became dry. Until then, there was truly no one to console Olivia.
[This is the time separator]“…Milady, Princess.”
At the sound of my name, Olivia slowly blinked her eyes. The palace could be seen beyond the carriage. Sally chuckled softly.
“We have arrived. What are you thinking about so deeply?”
“…Indeed.”
Olivia muttered. It felt like a dream.
The memory of when the lady was in the mansion, the thoughts of how it was when everyone was harmonious and peaceful. The Duke’s speculative words, “If only you hadn’t been there…”
If I hadn’t entered Madelleine, would the lady truly have been alive? That impossible speculation left a scar deep in Olivia’s heart.
But now, no matter what anyone says, Olivia was the eldest daughter of Madelleine, and also the fiancée of Crown Prince Leopold Franz.
Even though the family, and Leopold, have not yet treated me sincerely, Olivia loved them with all her might.
Because Mother’s words that everything would be accomplished if you do your best couldn’t possibly be wrong.
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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