Rosé sensed something unusual in Doana’s gaze towards Eric. It was the way Doana ogled at Eric, playing with her lips.
That was her habit when she coveted something that belonged to others.
Rosé found herself letting out a hollow laugh at Doana’s attempt to seduce her husband, not once but twice. Of course, she wasn’t upset at all, given that she had no feelings for Eric.
It was merely ridiculous. To see her so eager for a man she was about to discard.
‘Should I intervene? Your life would be over if you get involved with him,’ Rosé swallowed the words she didn’t utter.
‘No. Why should I help you?’
You’re nothing but a betrayer who deceived me and took my husband.
Rosé gazed at Doana with cold eyes. She was merely silent, watching whatever choice Doana would make.
Doana, who had been staring at Eric for quite some time, shyly smiled at him. She nudged Rosé, who was by her side, and took a step forward to greet him.
“I’m Doana. I’m a friend of Rosé’s.”
She was left speechless at the sight of Doana showing blatant affection for Eric.
‘So you’re twisting your fate, Doana.’
Nothing was different.
The signs of her trying to steal a husband in this life were evident. No, it was clear that Doana would eventually take Eric.
‘Why don’t you understand that if you bring tears to another’s eyes, your eyes will bleed?’
Rosé watched Doana quietly, swallowing her bitter laugh as she thought.
‘Soon you’ll learn how terrifying your karma is.’
Rosé merely stood by as Doana threw herself onto a path full of thorns.
‘Do like attracts like?’
Doana’s gaze towards Eric was unusual, but so was Eric’s.
Although Eric was cunning and deceitful, he was momentarily taken aback at the sight of Doana’s halfbreed appearance and voluptuous figure.
He had been spending many nights alone lately, and seeing her stirred his instincts.
Doana was taken aback by Eric’s good looks, which exceeded her expectations. His neatly tied black hair and deep bronze eyes made her heart flutter.
Just by looking at his welldressed shirt, she could tell he had a solid physique. To her eyes, Eric looked like a perfect prince.
With a handsome face and good physique… and he’s a count, no less.
The large mansion, numerous servants, and even the dazzling dress Rosé was wearing. Even the fragmentary signs assured her of the man’s abilities.
‘Isn’t it perfect? I suit him much better than she does.’
Why did she reincarnate as a maid, and that girl reincarnate as a countess?
While chewing her lips out of jealousy towards Rosé, Doana belatedly caught his intense gaze.
He was blatantly looking her up and down.
‘Of course. Naturally, he would be attracted to me.’
The world revolves around me.
That’s how Doana had always lived her life.
Growing up under a midsized business owner father, she grew up without a shortage of anything. She was, in essence, a princess.
She could have anything she wanted, and there was never a time when she couldn’t get what she wanted.
Perhaps that’s why. She found no interest in conventional love. Only clandestine, thrilling relationships excited her.
The joy of having a secret love affair with someone else’s man was something only those who had experienced it would understand.
Doana smiled back at Eric’s gaze.
Then, she ran her hand through her hair, revealing her white neck.
She looked at Eric seductively.
Caught in Doana’s act, Eric could not take his eyes off her. Her seemingly seductive act made his body heat up.
Rosé watched the two, sending signals to each other, knowing she didn’t need to intervene.
“I’ll go in first. I’m not feeling well.”
Neither Eric nor Doana attempted to hold Rosé back when she decided to leave. In fact, they seemed to welcome her departure. Rosé casually walked out of the garden, leaving the two behind.
As soon as Rosé disappeared, Eric and Doana, without regard to who was first, began to explore each other’s lips.
They started with a light kiss, exchanging glances, and then they deeply kissed each other.
Eric approached Doana even closer and began to tickle her chin.
“Eh… Wait a moment…”
Eric hastily laid Doana down in the bush, calling for a moment. Doana, in confusion, tried to resist the invading Eric, but Eric was already unbuttoning his shirt one by one.
Doana held onto Eric’s fully unbuttoned shirt. Eric was irritated by Doana’s constant opposition.
Surely, they had exchanged signals and shared a passionate kiss,
‘Does she dislike it now?’
How dare she get his hopes up and then back out. But his annoyance at Doana melted away as she continued to speak.
“Let’s do it indoors, not here,” she said.
At Doana’s coarse voice, Eric laughed lightly and said,
“A bold woman. Tempting me first.”
“Well, I think it was the Earl who tempted first, not me.”
Doana swept down his shoulder temptingly.
Returning to the room, Rosé wore a satisfied smile. Without having to see, it was obvious what the two people, exchanging glances, looked like now. How well they got along without even trying.
“As expected….”
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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