Meanwhile, at Viscount Wence’s mansion.
After the imperial palace banquet, Theresa stayed at Viscount Wence’s mansion.
It was because Eric was suffering and ailing.
“Son, what will happen if you don’t eat like this today? Your body will deteriorate.”
With a worried expression, Theresa approached Eric lying on the bed.
The sight of her son lying weakly made Theresa’s heart ache.
“I’ll eat later, please leave, Mother.”
Eric only uttered the words to leave without acknowledging his mother’s presence.
“You’ve been saying that for days.”
“… I will eat on my own.”
Theresa sighed at Eric’s words and picked up a spoonful of soup. She then brought it to Eric’s lips.
However, Eric’s reaction was extremely cold.
He snatched Theresa’s spoon, placing it back on the tray.
Seeing him refusing to eat anything, Theresa finally raised her voice.
“Eric!”
Her voice echoed in the room.
Ignoring what he heard, Eric twitched and responded.
He raised himself from the lying position, glaring menacingly at Theresa.
“Watch your words, Mother. Just that Rose.”
In Eric’s aggressive tone, Theresa let out a bitter laugh.
“You’re misunderstanding. Think about how you used to think of Rose. She was like a screen that meant nothing to you! The woman you considered your possession suddenly disappeared, leaving you feeling empty. It’s not love.”
Theresa spoke while trying to restrain her son.
“And the woman who behaved so badly to you must have been the first. You find it just fascinating.”
Interrupting Theresa’s continuous speech, Eric countered.
“Mother.”
With a low, echoing voice, Theresa closed her mouth.
With empty eyes, Eric only stared at her with a resentful gaze.
She countered each of Eric’s words yearning for Rose.
Eric, who had been muttering in a low voice, looked at Theresa with resentful eyes.
Without saying a word,
he just stared at Theresa with a resentful gaze.
Theresa confronted Eric’s gaze without avoiding it entirely.
Eric’s tightly closed mouth slowly opened.
“I want to see Rose.”
As Theresa was about to retort, Eric suddenly burst into anger.
“Even the transparent pupils that looked at me! The gentle voice that whispered love!”
At Eric’s sudden loud outburst, Theresa’s words were blocked.
“… I miss them all. Even Rose, who had to endure that humiliation in front of so many nobles.”
The sight of Eric choking Rose made Theresa feel truly terrible.
She closed her eyes as if trying to let Eric’s words pass.
However, at Eric’s following words, her breath was caught.
“… Father and Mother. I hate you both.”
Eric’s voice, suppressed with anger, flowed out.
His words of self-hatred were extremely shocking.
“E-Eric!”
She looked at her son as if she couldn’t believe it.
‘How did I raise you…!’
A son she had raised with love harbored resentment towards her. He even said ‘I hate you’ without hesitation.
Her blood pressure rose instantly. Theresa staggered and touched her forehead.
“I don’t want to say harsh words anymore, so please just leave.”
Even looking at Theresa, shocked, he did not hide the gaze of resentment.
Theresa stood up silently in response to Eric’s words.
“Okay. I’ll leave as you wish…”
Theresa’s expression as she spoke to Eric somehow seemed melancholy.
She blurred the end of her words and turned around slowly.
“Eat the soup before it gets cold.”
Theresa, who muttered quietly, slowly left Eric’s room.
Straightening her back and leaving the room, Theresa lost her balance and stumbled only after coming out of Eric’s room.
“Madam!”
A knight guarding the room grabbed the staggering Theresa.
“It’s okay.”
Theresa gestured towards the knight and spoke calmly.
Her compassion for her son had turned into resentment towards Rose.
“What does that woman think she’s doing to my son…!”
She wanted to immediately bring Rose back and kneel her under her son.
Although she didn’t want to let her back in, seeing her son suffering over Rose was also painful.
“Ha! How long has it been since the divorce, and she already brought another man?”
Without even thinking about marrying Eric just three days after the divorce, she despised Rose, who appeared with the Duke.
Her stomach churned.
Thinking about sharpening her teeth while grinding them, she chose Dohanna as the target of her outburst.
Theresa gave a cold look and called over a passing maid.
“Prepare a tea party. Call Dohanna and the Countess. And bring the food as I instruct.”
She made a disdainful expression and arrogantly clenched her fists.
Although it looked like a harmonious tea party on the surface, it was purely a tool for Theresa’s venting.
“A tea party?”
Dohanna, who was lounging in the room, glanced at the maid and asked.
“Yes. Madam personally prepared it.”
Theresa invited herself to the tea party.
‘Why on earth did this old fox invite me with what intention?’
Certainly, it couldn’t have been an invitation with good intentions.
Theresa had suffered quite a lot.
“I’m not going. My health is not very good.”
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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