“Reti…rement time? Has the time passed like this?”
He hadn’t been in that room for long after answering Greta’s call.
Yet, a considerable amount of time had passed in his memory.
“It hurt at the stamp.”
“Yeah.”
Olivia looked at Cryer’s collarbone area, to be precise, the stamp, and spoke.
“Why is that? It’s not just you who’s in pain; if even Sugar is, there must be some commonality.”
A night when Sugar moved through the darkness to ask Sugar about the stamp.
Sugar, who had stopped Olivia from leaving, hesitated but brought up the subject.
‘It’s not certain, and it seems trivial, but it’s related to the stamp.’
‘If it’s about the stamp, then nothing is trivial. You can tell me anything.’
With Olivia’s firm words, Sugar touched the stamp and spoke.
“It hurt.”
“When? No, since when?”
“Recently. Well, I used to feel it quite often when my parents were alive, but I haven’t felt it at all since then, until recently.”
“And now you’re okay?”
With that one question, Sugar smiled broadly and nodded involuntarily.
“Yes. I’m fine now.”
“Good. That’s a relief.”
“Um, so I’ve been thinking.”
Certainly, when she heard her parents’ stories, the stamp did hurt briefly, but more frequent pain than that…
Twisting her small finger, Sugar added with an uncertain voice.
“It seems to hurt when I’m with Lévir.”
“Huh? Me?”
Olivia’s forehead wrinkled at the thought of Anvhr, who pointed to her chest with a puzzled face.
“What on earth? You say it hurts when you’re with Anvhr. Didn’t you say it hurts when you’re with me? Maybe Anv…”
“I haven’t been in pain.”
Before Olivia could mention Anvhr’s name, Cryer denied it firmly.
With an excessively quick response, when Olivia looked at him suspiciously, he smirked, reaching out to point at the stamp.
“I’ve never had the stamp hurt if it wasn’t with you.”
It was a statement that could be interpreted very subtly.
It meant that only ‘Olivia’ made him feel pain.
To be precise, it was the stamp that hurt, but Olivia, who couldn’t remember the pain, could make him feel pain, physically or mentally, and it wouldn’t be much different.
And usually, such a meaning applies not to lovers who consider each other unique but to lovers.
Of course, Cryer, who brought up the subject, and Olivia didn’t think about lovers or a romantic relationship…
If interpreted a little differently, Olivia took the words very romantically.
“In the end, it’s because of me that you’re in pain.”
Not knowing English, Olivia, who had become the cause of Cryer’s pain, stomped her feet in injustice and anxiety.
Because her appearance was like a rabbit rolling its hind legs in anger, it was quite, no, very cute, so Cryer burst into a smirk.
“Don’t laugh! More than that, I’ll ask you in detail at this opportunity. When does your stamp hurt? It’s not always when you’re with me, is it…”
Olivia, who asked with a blurred end to her words, asked with even more blurred eyes.
“Surely, it hurts all the time?”
“No, don’t make that face.”
As if reading Olivia’s thoughts reflexively touching her cheek at his words, Cryer remarked.
“Then shouldn’t we be apart? No need to make that expression.”
“What? No, if it really hurts continuously, it’s better to keep a distance.”
“For now, there’s no persistent pain, and even if there is, I have no intention of keeping a distance.”
At his answer with no room for a single needle to penetrate, Olivia shouted loudly.
“Do you have a hobby of enjoying pain?”
“No, I don’t. Why does consciousness always flow in that direction?”
Having swallowed a faint sigh, Cryer said plainly.
“I have no intention of being away from you. In any case.”
His crimson gaze looked at Olivia as if engraving her directly into his eyes.
Facing him like that, Olivia couldn’t make even a joking remark.
Even without going that far, you intended to eliminate your slave contract somehow…
Instead, Olivia blurted out words that she had never expected until she spoke.
“I… I don’t want to be away from you either.”
Startled, Olivia, who was caught off guard by her own words, hurriedly covered her mouth.
However, spilled water cannot be picked up, and spoken words cannot be taken back.
And in the next moment.
Gradually, like color seeping into a truly blank canvas, Cryer’s expression began to change.
It was joy, excitement, desire, and patience.
And more emotions surged in like a flood in an instant.
“Uh, Cry… m!”
He swallowed her in one gulp.
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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