As soon as the airplane landed at the airport, Hyuk Joo turned on his mobile phone and dialed Eun Soo’s number.
A message indicating that the call had been temporarily blocked due to the customer’s request flowed out.
“……”
Hyuk Joo tilted his head.
It was Eun Soo’s number.
Wondering if perhaps his eyes were playing tricks on him, he dialed the number again, pressing each keypad with his finger.
The same message came through the phone.
Hyuk Joo’s neat forehead wrinkled in an instant. With clenched teeth and a stern expression, he headed towards the immigration gate.
Seeing him, the waiting attendants approached. Hyuk Joo raised his hand in greeting towards the approaching attendants, scanning the surroundings.
He continuously repeated the action of checking his phone screen, bringing it to his ear, and checking the screen again.
With each repetition of this action, the color drained from his firm face.
Holding tightly onto his phone, he stepped out of the airport. As he got into the waiting car, Hyuk Joo spoke.
“Let’s go home.”
“Not going to the office?”
The driver, who had expected him to head to the office, asked, turning his head when he mentioned home as the destination.
“Let’s go home quickly.”
Hyuk Joo chided him.
Upon seeing Hyuk Joo’s scowling face, the driver kept his mouth shut and changed the destination to the house.
Buried deep in the back seat, Hyuk Joo tightly closed his eyes.
A feeling of anxiety crept all over him.
Everything will be fine.
Since his motherinlaw passed away, President Oh Joo Hwan had been bothering her with annoying calls, so she must have temporarily blocked her number.
Hyuk Joo tried to suppress the anxiety enveloping his body with these thoughts.
Eun Soo would be at home when he got there.
She had told him to be careful and that she would wait for him.
She had said she missed him.
So, of course, Eun Soo would have been waiting for him at home.
As soon as the car arrived in front of the house, Hyuk Joo quickly stepped inside.
The garden, which he had never thought was vast, felt like a huge playground today.
Despite walking, hastening his pace, and running, the garden seemed so wide that the distance to the house didn’t seem to lessen.
Rushing into the house, Hyuk Joo immediately headed up to the second floor.
Standing at the end of the staircase, stepping onto the second floor, he sensed an odd change in the flow of the air.
It was utterly desolate and chilling.
“……”
Hyuk Joo walked towards the bedroom.
His steps were slower than before, perhaps due to the anxiety he carried.
Like someone trying to delay the impending misfortune somehow, he walked slowly.
He grabbed and turned the doorknob.
When the door opened, Hyuk Joo momentarily closed his eyes, then opened them.
Hyuk Joo sir.
The face of Eun Soo getting up from the bed with surprised eyes at seeing him appeared.
“Eun Soo……”
The moment he uttered Eun Soo’s name, Hyuk Joo awakened from a very brief, fleeting illusion.
Eun Soo was not in the bedroom.
There was no trace of her anywhere in the room, as if she had never been there from the beginning.
“Ha……”
A hollow laugh slipped past his lips.
Hyuk Joo momentarily rubbed his forehead with his hand. His brow involuntarily furrowed.
He walked slowly to the dressing room.
As expected, Eun Soo was not there either.
Biting his lip, Hyuk Joo’s eyes sharpened for a moment. With roughened breaths, he headed towards the bathroom.
He carefully scanned the powder room located between the bedroom and the bathroom.
There was no sight of the cosmetics Eun Soo used.
“What the……”
Strength filled his clenched fist.
Without opening the bathroom door, Hyuk Joo headed straight to the study. He stopped in front of a small room located halfway to the study.
Upon opening the door, a cool breeze grazed his cheek.
The box Eun Soo had brought before their marriage was gone.
“Vice President.”
At the sound of someone calling him, Hyuk Joo turned his head.
He saw Director Ju standing there with a somewhat troubled expression.
Ignoring her, Hyuk Joo strode into the study.
It was clear that Eun Soo was not in the house. But Hyuk Joo, refusing to accept this fact, scanned every nook and cranny of the second floor with a tenacious gaze.
It felt as if Eun Soo was hiding somewhere out of sight, playing hide and seek.
Hyuk Joo headed straight to his desk.
“Who cleared it?”
“……”
“I asked who cleared it.”
Hyuk Joo spoke while glaring at the desk, which was missing what should have been there.
He had been very clear.
Not to touch his desk.
Hyuk Joo liked everything to be in its place.
That’s why he loved his desk, from where he could see Eun Soo’s smiling picture beyond the pile of documents he’d been reading till dawn.
After work, he’d hold Eun Soo, wanting to feel her warmth more, and remembered the strange emotion he’d felt when he had to reluctantly come to the study and stand at his desk.
He remembered the days when he’d gaze at Eun Soo’s face in the picture, unaware of his own smiling face.
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…
——
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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