It was indeed an extraordinary sight.
But Philip, who met my eyes, stood there for a while with his mouth tightly shut.
“Sigh.”
Then Philip sighed. By the way he slightly clenched and shook his cravat, he seemed a bit frustrated.
The thought that he might feel that way looking at me was unbelievable.
“Is my attire not up to par? Because I haven’t fitted a new dress?”
“Not at all. Why would it be?”
Philip immediately denied, extending his hand that was covered with a white glove.
“It’s a moment I understand a line from a novelist.”
“Yes?”
“It’s the phrase that says you’re so beautiful it takes my breath away.”
‘……?’
“You, madam, are truly beautiful.”
I couldn’t understand the sincerity in Philip’s words.
‘Is it just something one would say at a party?’
In a brief moment of confusion, he pressed his lips to the back of my hand. His calm, cool lips were soft and smooth.
“You haven’t put on your gloves yet. Give them here.”
Then he gently slipped the red silk gloves onto my hand.
‘What’s this? Why is he being so kind?’
A soft exclamation slipped from the maids around us at Philip’s behavior.
“There, all done.”
As a finishing touch, Philip placed a fan in the palm of my hand and looked into my eyes with a gentle smile.
‘Gasp! He’s insane!’
His neverbeforeseen gentlemanliness made his already handsome appearance shine even more brightly.
Because of this, my heart raced uncontrollably, and a danger alarm rang in my head.
‘Ah! This is the look that drove Elodie crazy!’
“Shall we go?”
Philip escorted me.
‘Don’t be captivated!’
I deliberately clenched my mouth and narrowed my eyes, mentally whipping myself as I headed to the party alongside him.
‘Falling for Philip is a deadend flag!’
The three things to avoid in this world if I want to live well as Ellen are alcohol, gambling, and Philip!
I recalled the ending of the original story where Ellen met.
It’s not just dying, but dying in a dress made of redhot iron!
‘Pull yourself together! Be careful! He may be your husband now, but soon he will be your exhusband!’
I felt a little more in control after scolding myself.
That’s when Philip spoke.
“Madam, what are you thinking so hard about?”
“Um, well.”
I can’t just say I’m being wary of you, even after thinking about it three times.
So I brought up the practical conversation that I should have had with Philip when the time was right.
“I’m going to open a boutique tomorrow.”
“Opening? Wasn’t that the day after tomorrow?”
“It was, but I thought again. To give small gifts to the guests and add more sparkle to the event, I pulled the schedule forward.”
I forced a smile.
“It’s sudden, but will the invited nobles be able to attend?”
Look at the nobles’ reactions, spread some word of mouth.
‘But I think they won’t come if I call them, it would be nice if you could call them.’
Before I could continue, Philip nodded.
“It sounds like a good idea. I will invite everyone to attend the opening ceremony tomorrow.”
“Thank you.”
“Don’t mention it. I wish for your business to flourish.”
I was truly grateful that he gathered VIP potential customers even without any complaints.
‘Wasn’t my fawning over Laila and causing a fuss a sort of rightful retribution?’
As we finished our conversation, we entered the party hall.
‘Wow, this is my first party…’
Looking at a few couples waltzing in the bright atmosphere, I felt uplifted.
Then the people talking in groups saw me and bowed.
‘Yikes, this is no time to lose focus.’
I responded with a bow and mentally counted the people.
‘One, two, three…’
Although it was said to be thirtythree, the number of guests who had come was exactly thirty.
Considering that there were fifty orchestra members playing softly in one corner, the number of attendees was really low.
‘If it hadn’t been for Ellen’s fuss, the party hall would have been jampacked…’
It was disappointing that it wasn’t a bustling social party, but since people weren’t gathering, there was nothing I could do as it was Ellen’s fault.
“Father, Mother.”
Laila and Marlboro came with a group of youngsters and greeted us.
Dressed in a pink dress adorned with pearls, Laila stood out even among the crowd.
“Thank you, Mother. For throwing a party for me…….”
Thus pleased, Laila introduced the young ladies she had brought along.
They were friends she had made during tea time earlier in the day. Seeing the happy Laila, a contented smile naturally appeared on my face.
“You may stay for a few days and enjoy yourself with your friends.”
Marlboro smiled at me with moved eyes at my encouragement.
“Thank you very much, Mother.”
It was the first time. That Marlboro had smiled like that in front of me.
‘Ah, the son of this house is really handsome.’
Indeed, if you are good only to the lady of the house, Laila, the goodwill of the lord, Marlboro, comes as a bonus.
“Then enjoy your time and have fun.”
I proudly observed Marlboro’s reaction and waved my hand to them.
Soon the music changed to a waltz.
“Shall we dance a song, madam?”
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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