“Her biological mom might be looking for her, so she left without telling me where she was going. I was worried she might come looking for you, senior.”
“Was there another man?”
“Another man? I… I don’t know anything. I can’t say.”
Hyunjae’s eyes trembled. Taekyung didn’t miss it.
‘Is Hyunjae panicking because Seoha had another man?’
Taekyung felt as if his heart was being torn apart. The mere thought of Seoha with another man was excruciating.
Before meeting Hyunjae, he even suspected that Minjun might not be his child.
The child resembled him too closely to be a coincidence.
At that time, he was very careful about contraception, so it seemed impossible for Seoha to have his child.
But if, just maybe, Minjun was his son.
Then, that would mean…
He no longer wanted to hear more from Hyunjae.
Afraid of what terrifying truth might come next. Afraid she might confirm another man’s presence.
Cowardly as it was, he no longer wanted to know.
Taekyung slowly closed and then reopened his eyes.
“Enough. That’s all.”
“Okay.”
Hyunjae held back her words, worried she might give herself away.
Luckily, Taekyung downed his now-cold coffee in one gulp and stood up.
“Take your time finishing up.”
Hyunjae slumped back against the chair’s backrest, relieved.
On the other hand, Taekyung felt bitter.
Even he believed sometimes that Minjun could be his son.
Sitting in his car, Taekyung leaned his forehead against the steering wheel.
His heart ached fiercely, like someone had slashed it with a rough-edged knife.
He had never doubted Seoha for a moment. She was everything to him, and he believed he was her everything.
If Minjun was his son, why would Seoha vehemently deny it?
What was Seoha hiding from him? It was clear she was hiding something related to Minjun.
Taekyung called a university senior who ran a genetic research lab.
“Senior, I have a favor to ask. I need a DNA test.”
“A DNA test?”
“Yes, a paternity test, please.”
A seed of doubt had finally sprouted in Taekyung’s heart, growing robustly.
He longed to see Seoha. He dreaded the results of the paternity test. Perhaps that’s why he yearned to see her even more.
Taekyung set the destination in his navigation to Yangpyeong.
Yuna was not at all interested in Songju’s wedding. She had attended reluctantly, just to make her relationship with Taekyung known to as many people as possible.
To keep Taekyung from having other thoughts, to hold him back.
But she discovered something unexpected.
“Kim Seoha, that cunning fox.”
The fact that Kim Seoha might have had Taekyung’s child. This could jeopardize her chances with Taekyung.
Yuna had invested so much in him.
She gnawed at her nails relentlessly.
She didn’t even notice the stones from her beautifully decorated nails falling off. Her face scrunched in displeasure at the thought.
“Yuna, we haven’t seen each other in so long. Let’s have coffee together. You’re coming, right?”
A college friend approached Yuna warmly. Yuna quickly composed herself.
“Oh, I have to go somewhere with Taekyung. What should I do?”
“That’s why Taekyung isn’t here.”
Yuna was irked by the fact that Taekyung had left early.
‘Has he gone to Yangpyeong again? Did he go there because Kim Seoha is there?’
“Let’s eat something delicious next time.”
“Sure. Next time, let’s see Taekyung too. It’s hard to catch a glimpse of the famous Han Taekyung.”
Yuna apologized on Taekyung’s behalf with a regretful expression.
“Taekyung is very busy. I’ll apologize for him.”
“Why should you? Han Taekyung should do it. Being an engaged woman, do you even get to date properly? You should get married soon.”
“Yes. There’s still a lot to do. Taekyung’s business is just starting to settle. I should be leaving now.”
Yuna hastily left the venue. She had to see for herself.
The next morning, Yuna feigned a hoarse voice to call her manager.
“Manager, I’m sorry. I feel so unwell.”
“Oh dear. Don’t worry about work. Just rest well and get better soon!”
“Thank you. There’s no one like you, Manager.”
Yuna ended the call with a dying voice.
She called in sick but was actually heading to Yangpyeong.
She had to see Taekyung’s child for herself.
The thought of Taekyung having a child was intolerable.
Yuna’s lips were swollen from biting them so much.
She hadn’t slept well but didn’t feel tired at all.
Her mind was filled with the faceless child of Taekyung.
If the child resembled Taekyung, he would be quite handsome.
Yuna bitterly regretted not having Taekyung’s child sooner.
Even when heavily drunk that day, Taekyung had not succumbed to her advances.
‘Seoha… where are you… Seoha…’
Taekyung had called Seoha’s name all night. In his presence, Seoha was the one who could make him laugh and cry, not Yuna.
She couldn’t accept that.
What did she lack compared to Kim Seoha!
Why did someone like Kim Seoha, with nothing, have Han Taekyung?
Yuna’s family was more affluent, and she could have been a strong backing for Taekyung in the battle for HY’s succession.
“Even in terms of education and looks, I’m not inferior to Seoha. Why me and not Kim Seoha!”
Yuna’s resentment and anger towards Taekyung, who never seemed to notice her, surged intensely.
But whenever she saw Taekyung’s face, her harsh emotions faded away, replaced by a deep longing and desperation.
She felt pathetic and her pride was hurt.
Her parents had arranged numerous blind dates for her with other men.
Yet, it had to be Han Taekyung.
The more she met other people, the more she found herself comparing them to Taekyung, intensifying her desire for him.
Her hatred and jealousy towards Seoha, who seemed to make Taekyung unattainable, fueled her resentment.
It was all because of Kim Seoha.
Without Kim Seoha, she believed Taekyung could be hers. She was confident that once they were married, she would never let go of Taekyung.
But she never expected Seoha to betray her in this way.
Arriving near the kindergarten, she sat in her car, intently watching the entrance.
One by one, yellow kindergarten buses arrived.
And then, the figure she had been anxiously waiting for appeared.
Kim Seoha, and a boy who looked like a miniature version of Taekyung.
“My god! This can’t be true!”
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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