It was something that needed to be handled carefully.
For now, let’s keep Tristan and Kevrant in mind.
“….”
Arthur chuckled at the signs felt from the door.
“My lady.”
From the door of the office leading to the bedroom,
Marina peeked her head out and smiled slightly.
“Lord Arthur.”
Arthur, smiling, covered the documents on his desk and pushed them aside.
Seeing this, Marina hesitated and asked.
“Did I disturb your work?”
“No. I was just about to take a break.”
At his words, Marina finally smiled and gingerly stepped into the office.
“….”
Her steps are light.
Is it because of the news that Taylor Lorensen is coming?
She feels excited.
Would you let me meet her? And a twisted thought occurs,
Hearing such heartbeats makes one’s heart weak.
Although she felt bad when she asked about the crown prince,
Oh, she doesn’t really care about meeting Kyle. The thought immediately makes one feel better.
She came closer.
The rustling of her dress followed her quiet footsteps.
Arthur quietly watched her approach.
If I should allow her to meet Taylor.
I wish you’d spare us some time alone too.
“The sunset is beautiful.”
Marina leaned back slightly in front of him and smiled.
“…… It’s dinner time.”
At the added words, Arthur let out a small laugh.
He too always knew that the room was bathed in sunset light when it was dinner time.
“It’s overly romantic for a description of mealtime.”
Marina shyly laughed, seemingly proud of her joke.
And she looked out the window and spoke.
“All the rooms on this side face southwest, so it’s always nice to see a spectacular sunset at dinner time.”
Arthur gazed at Marina thoughtfully.
Then his lady suddenly closed her mouth and awkwardly corrected herself.
“…… Of course, I’ve seen it all my life……”
Arthur silently smiled and watched her.
In the hazy sight. The figure of his wife.
“Shall I ask them to bring up dinner?”
She asked.
The sunset slid over her warm face.
It doesn’t appear clearly, but in a vague color.
I wondered what her face would look like when she spoke in that voice.
“Shall we?”
Five years ago, he could see her face.
In the darkness, the wall that shone blue.
I finally have you in front of me again, but it’s a pity that I can’t see those eyes anymore.
Probably for the rest of my life.
Arthur quietly watched Marina, who was flickering in hazy form.
The wind breaking in her hair.
The flow of her dress over her body.
Even in the hazy sight, the sparkling
Sunlight in her hair.
Sometimes pale, sometimes flushed white cheeks
The vague light that remains in memory from five years ago
It must have been her eyes.
Now I could only feel you through such things.
“Lord Arthur?”
Arthur smiled.
It would be nice to see your face clearly just once more.
“Is there anything you particularly want to eat?”
He asked.
“Well…… everything’s good. How about you, Lord Arthur? You ate outside, right? What did you have for lunch?”
She quickly added.
“I had a delicious lunch too. It was a chicken dish. Shall I ask them to make it again? You didn’t get to have it, Lord Arthur. I’m fine with asking for the same thing again.”
Arthur quietly watched her chattering.
“……”
With a slight smile.
Rising from his seat and moving towards Marina
Arthur felt her, unseen.
Shoulders that seemed tense.
A cheek growing warm.
A tremble that seemed to welcome him.
It doesn’t seem like there’s another lover
Listening to all those suppressed breaths,
I’m fooled into thinking she waited for me for five years.
“…… Lord Arthur?”
Why does it seem like she waited for me?
Why does it seem like she likes me?
Why do I think that the atmosphere between us is okay?
When I must have been an unwelcome guest in her life.
Even though I confirmed it with my own ears.
Perhaps it was my blindness.
Would it feel different if I could see it with my eyes?
Would this illusion then dissipate?
“……”
Arthur quietly smiled as he looked at her.
Leina faced him.
Arthur thought of the physician’s son Taylor.
He would be able to see you.
The you of now.
Next, he thought of Rembrandt and Francis.
They would all be able to see your eyes.
He felt a difficulttosuppress jealousy over this fact.
Arthur gently embraced her waist, smiling slightly, and whispered above her head.
“Anything is fine.”
Feeling her trembling slightly as he kissed her.
Arthur sated his unfulfilled possessiveness.
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!”
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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…
——
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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