Amidst the intense work, a sharp sensation triggered pain.
Dajeong stopped what she was doing and tightly grabbed her wrist. After a moment of silence, her wrist was causing trouble again.
As she spent long hours using the computer and working on drawings, wrist pain had become a chronic condition.
The only way to improve was to stop using her wrist, but she had no choice but to make a living by using what she had learned.
She squeezed her throbbing wrist and opened the desk drawer. She found a patch, applied it, and even wrapped it with compression tape. It seemed to alleviate the pain a bit.
Dajeong tried to continue her work but let out a sigh and dampened her forehead.
Once the flow was interrupted, she couldn’t seem to grasp her work at all.
Her mind was filled with distractions. No, it was too clear to be called a distraction.
Cha Junghyuk. That man had been lingering in her mind all along.
When she recalled his persistent questioning, worries suddenly surged.
What if they kept running into each other?
She was afraid. Afraid of revealing Siwoo’s existence to him.
If such a thing happened, she had a strong feeling that the outcome wouldn’t be favorable.
She could avoid encountering him at work. The problem was the kindergarten.
Should she move Siwoo to a different kindergarten?
That was not an easy decision. Once she graduated from Hansong Private Kindergarten, she was guaranteed admission to a foundationoperated private elementary and middle school. They were prestigious schools that needed no further explanation.
She had received an opportunity through recommendation. She couldn’t take away that chance from herself or Siwoo.
She couldn’t ignore practical problems either.
She had obtained an apartment through a loan because of the kindergarten. It was not a position where she could afford to suffer losses due to market fluctuations.
What about Soli and Soli’s mother?
Following Dajeong’s lead, they had relocated to a nearby café and even opened a side dish store. They couldn’t keep drowning in losses like this.
Multiple noisy problems overwhelmed her mind like a stream of pebbles.
Apart from all the problems she faced, there was a separate reason for persistently resisting Dajeong.
She didn’t know the reason why she had to escape from him. There was no reason to run away. She hadn’t done anything wrong, so why?
It was a naïve night, and she became pregnant. Dajeong had two choices.
To give birth to the child or to turn away from life.
Which one was the right answer was a matter of personal judgment.
For Dajeong, that choice wasn’t particularly difficult or complicated. Even if she were to go back to that time, her decision would still be right.
She had been living well without any problems. She planned to continue doing so. Until that man appeared and ruined everything.
She wanted to escape from the uneasiness, yet at the same time, conflicting emotions of feeling guiltless relentlessly collided.
She gently closed her eyes and took a deep breath. The aftermath of the chaotic argument turned into a severe headache that struck Dajeong.
How long had it been? A cool palm touched her forehead, which was throbbing with heat.
The refreshing sensation of a cool hand soothing her hot forehead felt good. Dajeong opened her eyes slightly and smiled.
“Sunbae, when did you come?”
“You have a fever. Where does it hurt?”
Touching both Dajeong’s forehead and his own, Dojun asked with a worried tone. Dajeong lowered her head.
“Just a headache. I’m feeling a bit fuzzy because something’s bothering me.”
“I had a feeling. That’s why I bought coffee to go.”
Dojun sighed sharply and placed a takeout coffee cup in Dajeong’s hand.
Dajeong smiled as if she were delighted. When her head was pounding, coffee was her only remedy.
“Thank you, sunbae.”
“If you’re not feeling well, go in early.”
“No, I have to go to the site later.”
“What if the wage earner works harder than the boss?”
“I have to work hard to keep my job. What will happen to our Siwoo if you let me go?”
Dojun smirked at Dajeong’s increasing cheekiness and shook his head.
“If you use Siwoo as an excuse to blackmail, there’s no way out.”
“That’s why, sunbae, you can’t fail. My life and Siwoo’s depend on you.”
“It’s burdensome to death.”
He murmured like a sigh, then placed a large shopping bag on Dajeong’s desk.
Dajeong’s eyes widened.
“What’s this?”
“A gift for Siwoo. The new Lego series.”
Surprised for a moment, Dajeong quickly turned apologetic.
“I keep receiving things like this. Sunbae, you should get married and have a baby soon. Then I can pay off my debts too.”
She teased again. In Dojun’s eyes, watching her, a faint color of longing appeared.
“Yeah, when do I get my repayment?”
He lightly laughed it off and went back to his seat, gazing at the monitor.
But for a moment, his sinking eyes sank even deeper as he looked back at the toy box, then returned with a naive smile on his face.
The first time she saw that smile was at the freshman welcome party.
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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