‘Count Coral. If he’s a Count from the Coral family, could he be the local lord that River and Aidan mentioned during today’s meeting?’
From the conversation, it seemed that Aidan and he were quite friendly. However, despite stumbling and hesitating in his speech, he appeared extremely tense.
Yet, observing Aidan’s attitude towards him, it didn’t seem like he was exceptionally nervous at the moment. It led to the speculation that he might be naturally like that.
‘Hmm, seems like a timid person.’
But his tone was gentle and mild, suggesting a kind person.
Brody smiled gently, trying to ease the tension.
Eventually, Claude raised his head.
“…”
Through his slightly revealed face, the red gaze pierced Brody with intensity between the silver-like strands of hair.
The gaze felt oddly cold, making Brody unconsciously hold her breath.
This person, who was hesitant just moments ago, had eyes with unwavering determination.
He spoke, “I was curious about the one who captured Your Highness’s heart, and indeed, you are beautiful. Now I understand Your Highness’s movements.”
“…”
Although the content itself was a compliment, Brody felt a strange discomfort. Without avoiding his gaze, she looked at him directly.
At that moment, Aidan intervened, breaking the odd tension between Claude and Brody.
“We were about to leave. Couldn’t you wait patiently?”
“I-I should have come to find you sooner. Th-the lady is waiting.”
Observing their conversation, Brody took a step back and looked at them.
Claude lowered his eyebrows again and returned to his gentle expression.
‘Maybe it’s just his mood. Well, if you’re nervous, it can sometimes seem like anger. That could be it.’
Observing the discomfort from earlier, she found herself unable to look away from Claude.
“Let’s go inside.”
‘Hmm?’
Suddenly, Aidan’s hand gently enveloped Brody’s shoulder, surprising her. Expressing such familiarity—this was unusual for Aidan. She hadn’t seen him doing this before, not recently, at least.
Had there been a change in his mood after today’s conversation? Or was it because they were in a formal setting among nobles?
With others’ eyes around, Brody couldn’t just stand there being surprised. She responded with a friendly sociable smile and accepted his escort.
Entering the lodging, Brody was surprised once again.
“Ta-da! Madam, guess what this is.”
Conny, whom Brody rarely saw due to her busy schedule, had come to the lodging and was presenting a surprise.
She pointed to a slightly large wooden tub.
“What is this?”
“Oh my, Madam. What is it, you ask? It’s a bathing tub!”
“A bathing tub?”
Brody widened her eyes, blinking. A bathing tub. She hadn’t seen such an object since crossing the Perdun Fortress.
It made sense because water was scarce in the north, but how were they supposed to bathe here?
When Brody didn’t express joy but rather looked perplexed, Conny seemed to feel the need to provide additional explanations and confidently stood in front of the bathing tub.
“That’s right. We obtained the finest wood and applied lacquer. Penny turned out to be quite skilled in carpentry. She learned it from behind my father’s shoulders. Oh, don’t worry about the water. It snowed after a long time, so we melted it. Lisa gained strength in her arms lately and had a hard time scooping it into the tub.”
“Uh, I see. You must have worked hard, everyone.”
“No need for such words.”
Conny waved her hand nonchalantly.
“This is a gift from us to Madam. You’ve been through a lot, so please relax.”
“Ah…”
Upon Conny’s words, a warm feeling filled a corner of Brody’s heart. Not only was it surprising to receive gratitude, but to also receive a return gift felt strange. In this unfamiliar situation, Brody shyly responded, “Thank you, I’ll use it well.”
Seeing her blushing, Conny chuckled.
“Now, when will His Grace come? We’ll bring up the bathwater accordingly.”
“……!”
Suddenly, Brody, only now, realized the ‘hidden meaning’ behind this bathtub and held her breath.
“Oh, right! Come to think of it, not only Conny but also others seemed a bit, somehow, elevated. When we left the Duke and the village earlier, it wasn’t boisterous, but it seems like rumors have spread among the villagers.”
Moreover, when they entered, Aidan affectionately embraced her, which was quite unusual.
Was there a change in his mood after today’s conversation, or was it because of the formal atmosphere among nobles?
Being observed by others, Brody couldn’t just stand there in surprise. She responded with a friendly, sociable smile and accepted his escort.
Entering the lodging, Brody was surprised once again.
“Ta-da! Madam, guess what this is.”
Conny, whom Brody rarely saw due to her busy schedule, had come to the lodging and was presenting a surprise.
She pointed to a slightly large wooden tub.
“What is this?”
“Oh my, Madam. What is it, you ask? It’s a bathing tub!”
“A bathing tub?”
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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