“If you’re so absentminded, it’s going to be harder for me.”
“Sorry, sorry. But I really… I completely forgot.”
“How could you do that?”
“Well…”
How it could have happened, Kevrant didn’t know.
Ever since the day Iris had come looking for him with her hood up, most of the thoughts in Kevrant’s head had been about Iris.
What is Iris’ identity?
Why does she feel so mysteriously strange?
Despite her arrogant and strong demeanor, why does she sometimes look fragile and precarious?
When will she open up to him?
What would Iris look like when she’s passionate?
What would she look like in bed?
What would our first night be like?
His mind was filled with thoughts he couldn’t grasp, so he didn’t even think to tell his family about the marriage.
“Do you think the Duke and Duchess will stay quiet when they hear about this?”
“Hmm. It’s tricky.”
“It’s more than just tricky, isn’t it?”
With a smile on his face, Jamie growled through gritted teeth.
“I’ll have to talk to Jen first.”
Knowing how feisty his younger sister was, Kevrant planned to soothe her first.
“There’s no point in standing, sit down, Captain.”
Jamie pointed at the chair with his forefinger.
“Sometimes I wonder who the Captain is, you or me. What does Jen say?”
“I don’t want to see my brother who decorates his head for show for too long, so call me at dinner!”
“……”
“……That’s what she said.”
“Why does she… at her age…”
“It’s understandable, isn’t it?”
Kevrant closed his mouth.
He could clearly see how much Jen had been scolding the shadows while he was gone.
There was no excuse to make.
“Write a letter to the Duke before dinner, Captain. Even if you tell him about the marriage now, you’ll still be a good son.”
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“I’m sorry for having dinner with my sister without notice, Iris. Ah, that dress. It suits you well.”
Kevrant, who came to pick up Iris before the dinner, said.
Iris was wearing a dress that was not flashy but gave an elegant impression, a deep wine color.
“There’s nothing to be sorry about. It’s something you didn’t know.”
Iris lightly hooked her hand on Kevrant’s arm and walked down the hallway.
“There… there’s something I need to tell you in advance.”
“Go ahead.”
“I have two siblings, and the one who came today is my younger sister, the youngest in our house.”
“I see.”
“And so, she’s not fully mature yet… and her personality is a bit… what should I say…”
“She’s a pain in the ass.”
The answer came from behind them.
Nathan, who had come at some point, was following the two of them.
Every time Iris looked at Nathan, she mistook him for a woman.
A similar build to Iris, a fair and pretty face, and slightly long pale blonde hair.
Nathan ran his fingers through his hair in annoyance and added,
“I want to have dinner with you, Captain. I don’t know what nonsense that painintheass girl will say to my sisterinlaw.”
Even when Nathan referred to his younger sister as ‘a painintheass girl’, Kevrant didn’t correct him.
Iris was reminded that the relationship between Kevrant and his shadows was not that of an ordinary nobleman and his knights.
As far as Iris knew, Kevrant’s shadows were as good as Kevrant’s family.
“That would be better.”
Kevrant nodded.
Iris began to feel the anxiety she had barely shaken off creeping back up.
What kind of personality does Jeressien have that everyone is so worried about what rudeness she might commit?
“Sisterinlaw.”
Nathan quickly came to Iris’ side and spoke.
“No matter what Jeressien says, just let it go in one ear and out the other. She’s not likely to say anything worth listening to.”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. She’s just… the kind of kid who doesn’t know how to mince words.”
When Iris smiled faintly, Nathan tilted his head.
“Why are you laughing?”
“It seems to be the same with Nathan.”
Nathan laughed, showing his teeth.
“You’re quite formidable yourself.”
Nathan seemed more feminine when he laughed.
“In any case, sisterinlaw. Ignore what you don’t want to hear, and listen carefully to what you do. Jen has the same personality, he won’t be able to say anything if you do that. If he does, I’ll kick him out for you.”
“Kick out… but she’s a lady.”
“A lady? You mean Jelisien?”
When Nathan widened his eyes, he looked at Kay as if to say, ‘Look at what our sisterinlaw is saying.’
Kay spoke up.
“Lisi. Jelisien is more of a… housekeeper than a lady.”
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Jen was already at the restaurant where they planned to have dinner.
Sitting at one end of the long table, Jen turned his head at the sound of the door opening.
Lisi, with her hand on Kay’s arm, slowly entered the restaurant.
Nathan was at Lisi’s left side.
Despite seeing Nathan had come with them, Jen seemed unbothered.
Kay headed to the head seat, and Lisi stopped opposite Jen.
Jen stared at Lisi for a moment, then looked back at Kay.
“Change seats?”
“What?”
“Does my brother think he’s some sort of host? Isn’t your wife the star of the night?”
Caught off guard, Lisi’s eyes widened.
Kay felt the same.
“Oh, I see.”
Kay obediently responded and switched seats with Lisi.
Lisi had never sat at the head of the table before, so she felt awkward heading there.
As Lisi stood with the chair in front of her, Jen stood up from his seat.
“This is….”
Kay was about to introduce when Jen raised his index finger, cutting him off.
“I’d rather hear from my brother’s wife than from my brother.”
Lisi was bewildered.
What does Jen want?
Is this some sort of new kind of bullying?
Jen looked at Lisi and raised one eyebrow.
As if to say, introduce yourself.
Lisi figured there was no harm in indulging him.
“Nice to meet you. I am Iris Green. I recently registered my marriage to Kevrant Green, Jelisien’s elder brother. Before that, I was Iris Wittlow.”
“I am Jelisien Green. Call me Jen, casually.”
Jen spoke without emotion.
Then he added.
“Can I call you my new sister?”
This time, Jen showed an expression.
The older sisterinlaw, waiting to throw the ball like an eager puppy, showed an expression.
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?
——
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…
——
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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