“Shouldn’t you go to a hospital? You look very unwell.”
“Please take me to the Rejin Hotel.”
She realized belatedly that she had left her bag behind.
She rummaged through her jacket pocket and, thankfully, found some cash.
Outside the car window, the blurred cityscape wavered.
Gradually, the light faded, and Hae Joo’s vision went completely dark.
After a while, the taxi driver woke her up as they arrived.
“We’re at the Rejin Hotel!”
“Thank you. Keep the change.”
She paid the taxi fare and entered the hotel, head bowed low.
Her trembling heart led her to the desk, where the staff recognized Hae Joo and exchanged glances.
“I need a room.”
“Do you have a specific room in mind?”
“I would like the highest place in this hotel.”
“Yes, ma’am. Fortunately, we have a room available on the top floor.”
Hae Joo barely listened to the room details, took the card key, and turned away.
People around her either looked bewildered or whispered to each other at her arrival.
But she didn’t care.
It was a relief she hadn’t collapsed yet.
“I just want to rest.”
Finally, she entered her room.
As soon as Hae Joo lay down on the bed and closed her eyes, she fell asleep.
She quickly drifted off, recalling a childhood incident of falling from a rooftop railing.
“Hey, wake up!”
In her vision, a short-haired Do Jun appeared.
Like a man escaping from hell, he called out to Hae Joo with desperation.
“I’ll save you. Don’t ever… die.”
He embraced her fragile frame in his arms.
His arms wrapped around her back, as if he would never let go.
Then and now, Do Jun hadn’t changed.
He still loved Hae Joo, and his heart throbbed with intensity.
It was a memory she thought she had lost.
But now, it vividly returned to her in this moment like a miracle.
“Do Jun!”
Hae Joo woke up abruptly, sitting up.
Her throat parched, she searched for water, gasping for breath.
Only then did her surroundings become clear.
The world remained the same, but she had changed so pathetically.
“It was a dream.”
The image of Do Jun from her dream was vivid.
He felt so close, as if she could reach out and touch him, intensifying her sense of loss.
Just as Hae Joo turned around weakly, someone rang the doorbell and then knocked.
“Hae Joo! Lee Hae Joo!”
It was Do Jun’s voice.
Hae Joo’s heart, which had almost ceased, began to beat fearfully.
It reminded her of the dawn when her father passed away.
It was a night hidden by clouds, with no moon. Seven-year-old Hae Joo had woken up to her father’s voice calling her.
“Dad?”
In the lit living room, her father lay collapsed.
His eyes, already open, did not see Hae Joo, no matter how much she tried to wake him.
Had her living father called her? Or was it her father in a dream?
“Sigh.”
Even now, there was one thing she regretted.
If only she had woken up a little earlier when she heard her father’s voice…
Even as a 7-year-old child, she had thought her father’s death was her fault.
Beyond the door, Do Jun’s voice was searching for Hae Joo.
His voice was just as impassioned as it had been on the rooftop railing, without the slightest change.
Hae Joo’s heart had already run far ahead to him.
But her weary, real-world steps were slow.
“Do Jun…”
She resented Do Jun.
The situation, now an unsolvable problem compounded by accumulated grievances, was only confusing.
What frustrated her was that even in such moments, she desperately wanted to see him.
Thinking of herself as pathetic, her reluctantly moving steps came to a halt.
Then, Do Jun pleaded as if praying.
“I will protect you. You and our baby…”
Suddenly, as if spellbound, Hae Joo rushed to the door.
She grasped the locked doorknob and forcefully opened it.
Before she could even call out to Do Jun, the outside air and his familiar scent enveloped her.
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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