100 gold coins? Did I, or rather the previous Ellen, promise a success reward amounting to 1 billion won to these menacing-looking men?
“…Wait a moment. I need some time to think.”
Crazy talk and 100 gold coins. What did Ellen ask them to do?
After pondering for a minute, one impatient man lowered his voice again.
“Madam, there isn’t much time left. The mistress and the steward of that house will arrive soon.”
I looked up. At that moment, I saw a tavern across from the post office.
In front of the still-closed tavern, a well-dressed gentleman wearing a top hat was holding a document bag and checking a pocket watch.
Seeing him look around, it seemed he was waiting for someone.
Only now did I realize the true identity of the uneasy feeling I had! Domingo’s second accident!
“Ugh! Was I the culprit?”
Today was the day Lailla, accompanied by Domingo, was supposed to meet the messenger delivering a letter to the Fernandez Kingdom!
Domingo, accompanying Lailla, had both legs broken in excitement in front of the tavern, so to speak.
Now that I looked, it was not an accident but a task assigned by Ellen!
Although the goal was not achieved, it was successfully executed as a crime cleverly disguised as an accident!
Surprised, I quickly intervened.
“Well, wait a moment. I’ve changed my mind.”
“Yes?”
“I’ll reconcile with Lailla.”
“Yes?”
“Let’s forget about this nonexistent incident.”
If caught, I’d face a minimum sentence! Cold sweat trickled down my spine as I thought about it.
“Isn’t there something like a penalty? You wrote a contract, right?”
Although the men seemed disappointed, they pulled out a contract from their pocket.
“As written here, canceling incurs a 30% fee.”
My signature was clear on the contract. The request was to have Lailla knocked down with words, disguised as an accident.
If Lailla succumbed to the words, it was 100 gold coins; otherwise, it was considered a failure, and the reward wouldn’t be paid.
“Unbelievable! Ellen!”
Of course, if I let it go without doing anything, my expenses would be zero.
Lailla wouldn’t get hurt, the problem was Domingo’s two legs.
I quickly handed over 30 gold coins to them and retrieved the contract.
“Alright, the job is done now. Good work.”
I hastily crumpled the paper and put it into my gold coin pouch. I needed to get rid of it as soon as I got home.
Waving off the men, I surveyed the surroundings more.
In the distance, I saw Lavender-colored hair swaying elegantly as someone approached.
It was the cheerful Lailla. Domingo, who had combed his white hair well, was also visible.
“Wow. It was really a close call.”
I was terrified and wiped my chest with my hand.
Today was truly a lucky day. If I hadn’t come out here, a big accident almost happened.
“Madam, are you alright?”
“Huh?”
Mild Gyeong offered a handkerchief.
“Your complexion is pale.”
“It’s because of lack of sleep. Mild Gyeong must be tired too, so go and rest…”
Glad that Mild Gyeong didn’t know much about it, I wiped the cold sweat with the handkerchief.
At that moment, Lailla’s footsteps towards me suddenly became brisk and lively. Simultaneously, Domingo’s steps hastened.
The man with the top hat standing in front of the closed tavern politely lowered his head towards Lailla.
Indeed, that man was the messenger from the Fernandez Kingdom. However, Lailla swiftly passed by him and bounced towards me.
“Oh my! Madam! What a surprise! Meeting you in a place like this!”
A cheerful smile blossomed on Lailla’s face.
“I had something to do at the post office.”
I casually smoothed the slightly disheveled side hair that Lailla had due to her hurried arrival.
“How have you been, Lailla?”
Upon my soft greeting, a shy blush of flower-like radiance spread across Lailla’s face.
“I’ve been doing okay, except for missing you, Madam.”
Ah, looking at Lailla’s smile, it felt like fatigue was instantly washed away. I extended my arms and gently embraced Lailla.
“I missed you a lot too.”
Lailla also hugged me with both arms. At the same time, the jaw of the man with the top hat in front of the tavern widened in what seemed like shock. Judging by how many times he blinked, he seemed extremely shocked by our appearance.
“We went to the boutique yesterday and the day before, but I couldn’t see you.”
Now stepping back and holding hands with me, Lailla looked at me as if the messenger didn’t matter at all.
“Madam, I’m going to the capital today.”
It seemed that the story of Marboro’s throne succession was finally unfolding.
“To the capital?”
“Yes, so…”
“Hello, Madam.”
At that moment, Domingo approached, hastily interrupting Lailla.
“Little Madam, the messenger is here. We don’t have much time…”
It was an unusually tense atmosphere. It seemed Domingo was well aware of the situation now.
If so, knowing that Lailla and Marboro would enter the royal palace might be a burden for me.
“Well then, you must be busy, Lailla. Go see the messenger.”
Pointing to the man with the top hat, Lailla reluctantly stepped back. Domingo bowed politely again.
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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