One of the masked individuals trudged towards the carriage, causing Alford to quickly collapse in his chair and pretend to faint.
Slam!
The masked man rudely opened the carriage door and pricked Alford’s thigh with the hilt of his sword.
“Aaargh!”
Thinking his leg was stabbed with a sword, Alford screamed.
“What’s wrong?”
Another masked individual came closer upon hearing the noise.
“He’s making a fuss just because I pricked him a little. What a scaredycat.”
“Ah, let’s go quickly.”
“Okay, okay. Hey, we’re leaving, so live a good life. Be good. Don’t flaunt your women too much.”
Alford was shivering in the carriage for a long while after the masked men left, snickering.
Having barely regained his composure, Alford arrived at the Duke of Witlo’s residence as if he were fleeing. There, he received the shocking news that Iris had already become another man’s wife.
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As soon as she got into the carriage, Iris took her hand off Kevrant’s arm.
Kevrant had been much better to Iris than she had expected.
She had thoroughly enjoyed watching Brittany’s face crumple when Kevrant proposed to her.
Brittany, who was always the protagonist wherever she went because of her dolllike pretty face, must have felt like an extra for the first time today.
‘This is just the beginning, Brittany Witlo.’
In her past life, the Witlo dukedom flourished based on the gold mine they received as a price for selling off Iris.
While Iris was leading a miserable life, unable to die, Brittany had everything and tormented Iris until her death.
‘This time, there will be nothing for you to hold in your hands.’
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Kevrant did not speak until they arrived at the Earl of Green’s residence.
Iris was also grateful for the heavy silence that settled in the carriage, as she had a lot to think about.
“Lady Witlo.”
When she came to her senses at his voice, Iris was standing alone in the middle of his room.
Due to the sunlight coming in through the backlit window, casting shadows, Kevrant looked like a giant beast.
“You can call me Iris.”
“Okay, Iris. You can also call me Kevrant.”
“Alright, Kevrant.”
“From today, you will sleep with me in this room. In the same bed.”
Kevrant pointed to a large bed with his hand.
“Okay.”
“Is that all?”
“What else do you need?”
He walked up to her briskly.
Again, he smelled like the forest.
“You know what it means to share a bed, right? Oh, did you grow up so innocently as the flower of the Earl of Witlo that you don’t know about such things?”
Iris snickered.
“I’m not stupid, Kevrant.”
She knew too well what it meant for a man and a woman to share a bed.
Some women valued the act very highly, but Iris was not one of them.
She didn’t care for it in her past life, nor did she care for it in this life.
“That’s a relief.”
Kevrant’s palm touched Iris’s neck. Startled by his hot body temperature, Iris flinched involuntarily.
“I don’t like teaching a stupid woman everything.”
Kevrant bent his head.
His breath brushed past Iris’s earlobe and cheek and traveled down.
“The sun hasn’t even set yet……”
Iris mumbled.
“As you know, I’m a beast.”
“Ah, speaking of beasts…”
Politely but firmly, Iris pushed Kevrant’s face away from her neck.
At his simple refusal, Kevrant squinted his eyes as if it were rather amusing.
“Can you show me?”
“What?”
“The beast.”
“You’ll regret it.”
“I don’t do things like regret.”
“Well then. When the lady who I’ve brought along with a gold mine asks me to show her, I should. Move over there.”
Iris took a few steps back, heading towards a corner. Her heart swelled with anticipation of what would soon unfold before her eyes.
The shadow of Kevrant, who had his back to the sun, began to grow larger. His back began to twist and his sculpted face changed shape.
Thump
The sound of clothes tearing could be heard.
After a brief moment, in place of Kevrant, a large black wolf sat obediently.
The wolf, despite sitting, was as tall as Iris.
The wolf, as if worried that Iris might be frightened, did not even move, sitting as if it was a welltrained dog.
At the moment of death’s darkness, Iris witnessed the end of this wolf.
The betrayed large beast struggled terribly until its horrifying death.
Iris slowly approached the wolf.
She hadn’t noticed before, but there were silver hairs on the wolf’s eyebrows.
Iris cautiously reached out her hand towards the wolf’s muzzle.
The wolf also slowly pressed its muzzle against Iris’s palm.
“He’s big.”
“Aren’t you scared?”
The voice of Kevrant, transformed into a wolf, was lower and rougher than when he was a human.
There was a growl mixed in as if a beast was growling.
“He’s cute. Especially these round eyebrows.”
A wrinkle appeared on Kevrant’s nose and his long, sharp canines were revealed.
It seemed like he was not angry, but laughing.
“You’re fearless.”
“There’s nothing to be scared of.”
Having already experienced death once.
Kevrant’s ears perked up and then suddenly, swoosh, he returned to his original form.
At the sight of Kevrant, who had regained his human form, Iris’s eyes widened.
Looking down at the frozen Iris, Kevrant gave a sly smile.
“I told you, you’d regret it.”
She should have anticipated when the sound of clothes tearing was heard.
The clothes that had been torn off when he transformed into a wolf, did not restore when he returned to being a human.
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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