And she didn’t even say that Khalid had died. She just said he hadn’t been found.
Belia calmed her mind. Nothing was confirmed yet.
Then, suddenly, Raul approached her ear and whispered.
“You said he would eventually come to me, didn’t you, Belia?”
Before she could respond to those words,
Raul chuckled, drawing a neat line with a brush at the corner of his mouth.
Then he spoke in a cheerful voice.
“The meeting time has come. Being your husband and also searching for my brother, I will naturally do my best. Don’t worry.”
After offering Belia polite comfort, he headed to the Emperor’s office, where she couldn’t enter.
Watching his retreating figure, Belia bit her lip.
‘Even now. Still…!’
She thought she had gained and lost a lot.
Why is he still ahead?
The despairing Belia felt like she was standing at the edge of a cliff, about to fall.
At a time like this, Khalid would have surely held her.
Tuck.
Tuck. Tuck.
With just the thought of him, tears welled up in her eyes.
But she quickly wiped away the tears with her hand.
“Sigh…”
He must not be dead.
‘He said he would come back.’
When she returned to the Second Prince’s palace,
People were already looking at Belia with worried faces.
She pretended to be fine and sat quietly, organizing her thoughts in the office where he wasn’t.
When the information sent by Raul arrived, she was more shocked when she saw the date.
‘Since when…!’
As a habit, he never wrote the date on his letters. So, she didn’t know at all.
Someone intentionally delayed the arrival of Khalid’s letter.
‘…It must be Raul.’
Then it wouldn’t be difficult for Raul to delay the arrival of the letter to the Second Prince’s palace where Khalid wasn’t.
Belia tapped her fingers on the desk.
Was it Raul who caused the landslide?
Was that expression he had when he sent Khalid to the Yacum Kingdom for this moment?
‘Predicting the path he would take and sending someone ahead? Or perhaps tracking?’
But Khalid couldn’t have missed that.
Then, how?
“Sigh.”
Belia vigorously brushed her hair and hastily wrote a letter. Then, she quietly called one of the knights Khalid left behind and handed him the letter.
“Please convey this to the head administrator of the medical center. This place is currently under intense surveillance. So, I hope you will go to the medical center most discreetly and cautiously, ensuring that no one knows you headed there.”
“Yes.”
“…I assure you a safe return, so don’t worry.”
“Yes, Your Highness.”
The knight swiftly left the palace.
As Belia observed the scene, a maid approached and delivered a message.
“Your Highness, Lady Rachel, the Viscountess of Capri, has arrived.”
Ah, Rachel.
She must be going through a tough time with the news of her father’s disappearance.
“Please ask her to wait in the reception room.”
“And Lord Marcus Locus has also come with the Viscountess.”
“I see. Please guide them both to the reception room.”
Belia nodded and headed to her own room.
She needed to relax her stiff expression.
As the Crown Princess, she had to comfort and reassure them.
“Your Highness…!”
Rachel called out to Belia with swollen, red eyes.
Belia, who had been looking at her face, took a small breath and calmed her emotions.
“Father, father… Ugh…!”
“I heard that His Highness Khalid has also gone missing. Are you okay?”
Locus, embracing Rachel’s shoulders, asked Belia.
“…If I say I’m okay, it would be a lie. Lord Locus, you must be deeply distressed upon hearing the news of Viscount Capri’s disappearance. And Rachel, too…”
She couldn’t bring herself to say more.
Perhaps their joining hands led to this.
Belia eventually closed her mouth and closed her eyes.
“…We have to go look for them. They’ll be safe for sure. There must be some misunderstanding!”
“Rachel, this wasn’t the reason you came here.”
“Brother…! Sniff!”
Until Rachel calmed down in silence, none of them uttered a word.
When her sobbing eased after a while,
Belia quietly spoke.
“A search party will be organized and head to the accident site as soon as this afternoon. However, expecting too much would be difficult. They likely won’t be going to rescue them.”
“In that case…”
“We’ve requested cooperation from the Lunaes Information Guild. They’ll depart for the location before the search party and hopefully find them a bit faster.”
The search party would likely be just a name.
They probably didn’t genuinely want to rescue Khalid.
“We’ll also request cooperation from the Divine Kingdom and the Kingdom of Ronica on our way. Since the documents are written in the name of Belia Ronica, we should be able to get help.”
So they had to move even a little faster than them.
She could only hope that Derek would handle his letter promptly.
“…I’m really powerless, and it’s truly disgraceful.”
Belia sincerely bowed her head to them.
Then, Locus urgently raised his hand to dissuade her.
“No, Your Highness. I understand that you are doing your best. I just wanted to share my concerns about this matter.”
“What concerns are you talking about?”
At Belia’s question, Locus sighed and reluctantly spoke.
“…Someone intentionally blocked and disrupted the information leading to Your Highness. There’s someone who did it on purpose.”
And what he said was…
Similar to what Belia had thought a while ago.
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!”
——
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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