Her gaze had always been distinct among others. It often held a faint resentment, and sometimes, inexplicably, even resentment.
Ironically, it was for these reasons he had decided to exploit Roel Ibel.
Because she seemed unlikely to be swayed by emotions. She appeared able to maintain a safe distance and pursue her own benefits.
The tears streaming down her face didn’t betray any trivial emotions like affection, affirming his belief.
Reus stared intently at Roel.
‘…Guilt.’
He could sense guilt in the incessant tears. Why would Roel Ibel feel guilty towards him?
Before he could ponder further, Roel, her lips trembling uncontrollably, stuttered out her words.
“Last time… when you were injured in the corridor, you treated me… Can’t you think of it as a return favor…? Just properly stop the bleeding on the major wounds… and wrap… just wrap them with bandages…. That’s all I’ll do….”
Overwhelmed with sorrow, Roel intermittently gasped for air. Reus realized she was unaware that he had been scrutinizing her for some time.
“Really… I won’t bother you more than that….”
She looked like she might collapse from crying.
Reus sighed quietly, looking at Roel’s pallid, tear-streaked face.
“…Alright, stop crying then.”
As soon as Reus gave his approval, Roel, who had been crying miserably, suddenly perked up. It was surprising how she reacted so swiftly, considering he hadn’t offered her anything particularly special.
What was even funnier was that now she seemed to be doubting whether what she heard was real or not.
Reus felt a scoff coming on but managed to suppress it, loosening his body slightly.
Roel then sprang up and began to move about in a flurry. Moving with haste, she somehow knew where the first-aid kit was and returned to the bed with it.
However, her swift movements, like a nimble squirrel, slowed down noticeably. Reus could immediately feel her hesitation in her touch, as light as a feather.
‘She’s bold enough to pry when she wants to.’
But Reus didn’t comment and instead took off his shirt. He could distinctly feel Roel stiffening at the sight of his wounds.
After standing dumbly for a moment, she began to treat him.
Her touch was so gentle that it almost tickled. Having endured a day of excruciating pain, the sensation now felt almost like a tickle. Was she planning to apply ointment until dawn at this rate?
“Isn’t this enough?” Reus asked.
At his words, Roel shuddered and hurriedly reached for the bandages. Her touch, along with the bandages, descended on Reus’s shoulder. It seemed as if she was asking if that much was acceptable.
It was amazing how her emotions were so transparent even in her gestures.
As Reus sat there motionless, Roel began to wrap the bandages with all her might. She struggled for quite some time, but Reus waited patiently without showing irritation.
Despite her clumsy effort, the result wasn’t bad. Given his body’s naturally quick healing, it all seemed superfluous, but…
For some reason, Reus swallowed his complaint this time.
“Is it all done?”
“Yes, yes…! I’m done,” Roel confirmed, stepping back as if to assure that she was finished. She was indeed an amusing woman.
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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