Eun Soo had never heard that woman’s voice before. But she knew immediately.
Eun Soo fiddled with her seat belt as the voice filled the car.
She felt as if she was sitting in a place that wasn’t hers. Eun Soo bit her lip as she was overcome with a miserable feeling that seeped into her bones.
The rims of her eyes began to heat up.
In just a few seconds, Eun Soo realized who the owner of the voice that made her feel like nothing was.
The only one who could call her husband ‘Oppa’ in a familiar voice would be that woman.
Eun Soo sank into a heavy silence at the woman’s voice.
I think I hurt my leg.
The woman’s voice, whiny like a child, was laced with petulance.
“How did that happen?”
I twisted my ankle while cleaning the closet.
“…….Did you go to the hospital?”
I can’t even take a single step right now. Can’t you come over?
“…….”
Eun Soo turned her head to look at her husband.
At least he had some conscience.
Seeing her husband hesitate, not immediately saying he would go, Eun Soo muttered inwardly. But Eun Soo disliked such a husband even more.
She had told him to meet that woman anytime, to help her if he wanted to.
Seeing her husband agonize, seemingly asking for her permission after revealing the woman’s existence, Eun Soo became angry.
It felt as if she had become the bad woman wedged between them.
Eun Soo turned her head back and looked straight ahead.
The setting sun that had begun to dim completely disappeared in a brief moment.
The beautiful sunset vanished in an instant.
Just like the brief hope she had for Hyuk Joo.
With a heavy heart, Eun Soo clenched her fist tightly.
The traffic light was still red. In the meantime, the crosswalk had turned into a pedestrian signal.
If she was the villain wedged between the two of them, it was right for her to exit the scene.
After staring intently at the people crossing the street, Eun Soo unbuckled her seatbelt before it was too late.
“I’ll go in first.”
After a quick glance at her husband, Eun Soo opened the car door.
“Eun Soo.”
Her husband’s voice reached her, but Eun Soo got out of the car and followed the crowd across the street.
Not long after crossing the crosswalk, a car horn blared loudly from behind her.
Despite the commotion, Eun Soo did not look back.
She walked for a long time.
“…It’s cold.”
She thought it was cold.
When she lowered her head, she saw the unbuttoned buttons of her coat.
“So that’s why it was cold.”
Since she hadn’t buttoned up her coat, it was natural for the biting wind to seep into her body.
Eun Soo let out a hollow laugh at the belated realization of such an obvious fact.
How long had she walked?
She had nowhere to go.
Except home.
Eun Soo raised her hand and hailed a taxi.
“Home.”
As Eun Soo abruptly said “home,” the taxi driver studied her face in the rearview mirror, his gaze lingering.
“Where is home?”
“Home is, um…”
Hesitating, Eun Soo mentioned her house in Samsungdong.
For a moment, she couldn’t readily answer where Oh Eun Soo’s home was.
Hyuk Joo called Eun Soo several times. But there was no answer to the calls.
“…….”
He undid and redid the knot on his tie with his hand, feeling a suffocating tightness in his throat.
The phone vibrated briefly.
It was a message from his secretary.
With the phone in his hand, Hyuk Joo rested his forehead on the steering wheel of the car.
He should not have answered Seo Yeon Ji’s call earlier.
He pressed the call button without much thought, expecting a light word of thanks for his help.
He had no idea she would ask him to come because she was hurt.
“Haah…….”
Letting out a weary sigh, Hyuk Joo washed his face with dry hands.
Where did it all go wrong?
His inexplicable relationship with Seo Yeon Ji was due to the guilt deeply rooted in Hyuk Joo’s psyche.
He had lived as if nothing was wrong, not knowing that his only mother was stricken with a terminal illness.
It wasn’t until his mother’s end was near that both his maternal and paternal relatives finally revealed the truth to him.
More than the anger he felt about them keeping such a thing from him, Hyuk Joo was angry at himself for not having caught on despite hearing his mother’s weak voice countless times.
“That child… gave this to me.”
Struggling to breathe, his mother handed over a handkerchief she had been tightly holding.
She said it was a gift the child, who had made her laugh over the past year, had given her as a discharge present.
She asked him to convey her thanks to the child if he ever met them.
It was a request that was no different from a will.
He tried to find that child, but he couldn’t.
There were no children of the age his mother had mentioned in the hospital records.
Then, after a considerable amount of time had passed, he was able to meet that child.
“Are you okay?”
Someone tapped on his shoulder while he was inebriated, unable to compose himself.
It was a short woman.
“This…”
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!”
——
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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