Megara almost opened her mouth wide. Even though she used expressions like ‘noble women like us,’ everyone could understand the meaning hidden in Valentin’s words: ‘You are just like low-born ladies.’
Did she come all the way here to supervise other people’s behavior? Has she lost her mind?
Moreover, the Crown Prince?
Everyone knows that he is dating Natasha Gruenehalss. How could this little kid…?
“Valentin, I’m embarrassed when you say that…”
“Of course, the viscount family’s educational methods may be different from the duke family’s. It’s probably more liberal. Besides, what can you expect from ‘that person’ who educated unni? But I believe unni is a person who at least knows the minimum dignity. Don’t you think so?”
A momentary spark flashed in Megara’s eyes.
The ‘that person’ mentioned by Valentin now referred to Lord Leicandros, Megara’s father, who brought a woman into the household after his wife’s death, practically behaving as the current viscountess.
Megara despised that woman with a less-than-stellar background.
In Megara’s mind, the punishment for Valentin was decided. However, she continued to maintain a lovely smile outwardly.
Even if she was angry, it wasn’t difficult to smile. Especially when thinking about the expression Valentin would have later.
After a few more words, Valentin sipped her tea and left Megara’s drawing-room. Megara asked Footman to escort Valentin and then went to her room.
And she called the person who was there.
“Waited a long time, didn’t you? Alekto.”
The room, which was not lit because the lights were not turned on, was bright due to the sunlight, but it wasn’t a space for two alone. However, Megara didn’t care.
Alekto Isolani couldn’t demand treatment for guests.
Just before Valentin rushed in, Megara had hidden Alekto in her room.
Although there was no harm in Valentin seeing Alekto, considering that the fewer people who knew, the more valuable the information.
“Have you thought about what you asked me?”
Without expressing any complaints like ‘What do you think letting a guest stay alone in the room,’ Megara smiled and spoke to Alekto, who couldn’t even look at her properly.
Alekto, who had been ostracized since last semester, had a darkened expression and fewer words. Alekto’s gloomy eyes looked down at Megara’s toes.
Looking at that sight with satisfaction, Megara continued speaking.
“‘Ask for it,’ honestly, it was a bit disappointing. What do I have to gain by accepting you between us? Since we’re friends from the same class, helping you a bit shouldn’t be a problem.”
Alekto had come to Megara to ask for her help so that he could at least graduate from school without problems despite the harassment from other students.
Even though he had tried to kill Alekto until yesterday, Megara could silence the other kids with just a few words.
Looking at Alekto’s hopeful eyes, Megara gently continued.
“Since we’re friends, can’t you help me a little in return? Well… actually, I’d like you to play a simple prank for me.”
“Kyaaak!”
Who would scream so undignifiedly that everyone could hear it? It doesn’t sound like a third-year’s voice, maybe a first-year? As expected, first-years.
Hearing a sudden scream from the next classroom, the second-year students calmly sighed as if they didn’t remember their own experiences from last year.
In the meantime, Megara smiled gently. She recognized the voice that screamed was Valentin’s.
Neris also smiled. She had been waiting for this reaction.
‘Whether it’s a bag or a spider, it doesn’t matter.’
It didn’t matter. The important thing was that Valentin seemed to have touched Megara’s or Megara had touched Valentin’s nerve.
Isabel, who, like other servants behind the classroom, was waiting for the owner to get up, of course, also recognized the voice of the young lady of the house.
Her face became a little uneasy. She was curious to death about what had happened. If something happened to Miss Valentin, wouldn’t it be a good opportunity to run and please her?
“Let’s go.”
When Neris and Diane headed towards the classroom door, Isabel and Betty quickly followed behind them. The second-year students walked along the corridor, pretending to be polite, but they didn’t forget to glance at the next classroom. Neris did the same.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, miss!”
A maid who was scolding Valentin, looking paler than her, was pleading with Valentin, who was much smaller than her.
“If you can’t do your job properly, what are you going to do? Do you know how surprised the lady was?”
Delma stood next to Valentin and made a fuss as if this was a classroom, and there were other students around, as if this was not a classroom and there was no one but Valentin. Other first-year students were half amazed and half astonished, watching the scene.
The maid didn’t know what to do. Valentin stood pale, holding something red in her hand that was dripping.
Is that blood? A few people with keen eyes whispered.
Neris gestured to Isabel.
“Find out what’s going on and come back.”
Isabel, who had wanted to run to Valentin as soon as she saw her, quickly entered the first-year classroom.
Valentin, who saw Isabel looking at her, scowled at Neris when their eyes met. Neris smiled.
“No, miss. What happened? Are you hurt?”
In Isabel’s tone, which sounded like she could be Valentin’s exclusive maid, Delma looked at her slightly in amazement. The maid who had been begging Valentin started to panic.
Noticed that the students panicked at the word ‘blood,’ they were relieved to know that Valentin wasn’t hurt, but Valentin, who caught Isabel’s gaze, glared at her.
“There was a bag of chicken blood in my bag. Don’t you know anything?”
At the word ‘blood,’ the kids were horrified, but they were relieved to learn that Valentin wasn’t hurt. If the daughter of the duke was hurt, it would be a big incident involving the entire lower grades.
“What?”
Isabel blinked at the unexpected words. How could someone dare play such a terrible prank on the only daughter of the Elendria Duke? How would they handle the aftermath?
As far as Isabel knew, there was only one person crazy enough to do such a thing. However, as she briefly thought of Neris’s name, Isabel soon realized that it was impossible. For the past few days, Neris had been with her constantly, and there was no one else involved.
Delma, who had been observing Isabel’s expression, also realized that Neris was not the culprit, judging by the puzzled look on her face. Then who could it be?
In Delma’s mind, the name of a noble girl who had visited Valentin a few days ago and had scratched her temper came to mind.
Since she had dared to provoke the pride of Megara Lycandros and had plenty of people she could order around, what couldn’t she do?
Anticipating a dreadful war between the two haughty young ladies, Delma sighed, touching her forehead.
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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