The vivid sounds of Eunseo’s throat being choked were eerily vivid. The smell of earth emanating from under the shoe was the smell of the tomb.
“Taeha. I don’t want to see your name even on one page. Then, I’ll get going.”
When Wooyoung softly called his name, Taeha, who hesitated for a moment, gave strength to his foot, stomping it down as he slowly fell from his neck.
Crack, crunch, crunch. Seongtae, unable to get up, coughed violently, expelling air desperately while wheezing.
As color returned to his face, Taeha stepped forward, and Seongtae, who had been observing his feet, cowered, squatting down with a start.
“Let’s go.”
Taeha embraced Eunseo, even though he didn’t like it, unable to utter the words to walk.
“Wooyoung, you stay here and practice. I’ll send the car.”
“The car is fine. More importantly, can you drive with that arm?”
Only then did Taeha’s eyes move along Wooyoung’s gaze fixed on his right arm. The lower part of the shirt sleeve was completely soaked in a vivid red color.
He didn’t feel the pain. It might have been due to adrenaline, but it felt lighter than the excruciating pain in the shoulder.
Come to think of it, the unprecedented pain that tormented him had completely subsided.
After giving Taeha a single nod, he left the hall. Whether she was too shocked or embracing her, Eunseo didn’t even let out a loud breath.
Wooyoung opened the passenger seat door and reclined the seat completely. After fastening Eunseo’s seatbelt and placing her shoes on the floor, Wooyoung closed the door.
“How about the chairman…”
Taeha raised his second finger above his lips.
“Quiet.”
“Where are we going?”
“Hotels are watched by many eyes, and there’s a high chance of reporting to my father. We can’t go to the police without a plan. There’s nothing as fatal as the rumor that Kwon Taeha fell victim to marriage fraud.”
“So?”
“We need to go to a place with strict security and no chance of rumors spreading.”
Wooyoung nodded understandingly.
“All good, but let’s treat the wounds before we go.”
“I’ll take care of it. I’ll deal with that bastard.”
As Wooyoung turned and disappeared, Taeha got into the driver’s seat. Then he pulled the knot of the tie, asked for a light, and unbuttoned the cuffs, rolling up the shirt sleeves.
The wound was below the elbow. It was a long and sharply torn wound about 5 centimeters.
The village hall was securely locked, and the sound of kicking the door echoed through the wall. The rough noise of the kicked door poured through the open window. In between, a woman, terrified by the ghostly stick, was visible.
Taeha didn’t hesitate. He took off his suit jacket and wrapped his arm around it a couple of times. Then he pierced the living room window without a security screen.
He roughly removed the glass shards stuck to the screen, and using the wall as a lever, he leaped over. It was a vent-shaped window.
“I’ll do it.”
Eunseo was sitting neatly on the seat, not knowing when she had gotten up. Instead of rejecting, Taeha extended his arm along with the tie, which was in a vertical position with his eyes downcast.
Eunseo carefully wrapped the tie around the upper part of the wound.
“It’s severely scratched. You might need to get it treated at the emergency room on the way.”
“It’s not that serious.”
“What should I do…”
The busy furrow seemed to have seen something quite gruesome. The wrinkled forehead moved quickly as if avoiding a gaze, and the warm body temperature permeated through the thin skin.
The fingers, unadorned and meticulous, moved carefully and agilely on the firm arm.
However, the silk fabric was not cooperative. It slid easily, causing the knot to keep coming undone. Seeing that, a dry chuckle came out instead of a sigh.
He seemed to be working hard, but until he asked me to take over, I didn’t realize that his dignity was not a joke.
Eunseo’s focused forehead lifted proudly. After a couple more failed attempts, the shape was finally completed.
As Eunseo let go of his arm, Taeha flicked it once and placed his hand on the steering wheel. Watching him gradually turn the steering wheel, Eunseo opened her mouth.
“Though it’s late, thank you for saving me.”
Taeha received her thanks with a slight nod.
“But… why did you help me? You must have thought I was a scammer.”
He may not ask how and when to doubt her as a scammer or how she ended up here, but he seems curious about the reason she helped him.
“So.”
The answer after a not-so-short silence was simple and concise.
“I’m homeless, just someone who came to the village hall. If I run away, I’ll have to suffer, looking for me.”
“Oh, right… I guess so.”
Eunseo extended the corners of her mouth as if self-deprecating.
“But you’re wrong. Even if I wanted to run away, I have nowhere to go. It’s the worst.”
“Then today, escape this way.”
In the silent car where even the breathing became a conversation, Eunseo’s gaze slowly permeated above Taeha’s stern eyes.
“Where are you really going?”
“Why, afraid I’ll go to the police or something?”
It was a light joke, but Eunseo didn’t laugh.
“Even the police station is okay. I need a juvenile detention center now. I don’t care where I go anymore.”
“It doesn’t matter?”
“Yes.”
Is she really not a scammer? The eyes that seemed to say, “Just go as you please” were as dry as taxidermy. Along the gaze tilted downward, Taeha’s voice resonated with a heavy echo.
“Do you know where I’m going?”
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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