While observing her somewhat stern husband’s face, she slowly opened her mouth.
“Why?”
“I am someone who swore loyalty under the sun. As a person who has stayed under that light, it is my duty to keep it.”
Ah… this sunflowerlike fool.
In the end, it was all about not wanting to worry the king.
‘Right. Well. It’s much more convincing than saying you love me.’
She didn’t think he would accept the divorce right away.
For now, showing her will was enough. And.
“It wasn’t you, Cedric, who first mentioned divorce. It was me.”
All she had to do was plant the will to divorce her in him.
“The fault of the divorce lies with me. So, there’s no reason for you to feel guilty in front of the king.”
“Of course, that would be the case. But…”
Cedric’s eyes, which had obscured his next words, deepened.
“I have something I need to confirm with you, so let’s talk about it later.”
“What are you talking about?”
Cedric’s lips formed a lazy symmetrical curve.
At that moment when she thought his somewhat mysterious smile was a little creepy.
“Lamein, you take the time to think about what that might be.”
“…Yes?”
…Is this a divorce adjustment period? What is it?
I’ll see you in four weeks.
The words that carried such a nuance were spit out, and he slowly swallowed his breath.
“As we talked earlier, let’s have breakfast together tomorrow.”
“…”
“Then, take a rest.”
Cedric, who spat out a very light voice, exited the room without a moment’s delay.
[This is the time separator]The next morning.
As soon as she opened her eyes, the day began to spin busily.
“How about this dress? How about this dress?”
Jane began to rummage through the wardrobe just to go have breakfast.
“Just… I’ll wear that one.”
Lamein, who was looking with a sullen eye, stretched out her fingertips towards the least glamorous beige dress.
“I think this dress would be best.”
…Who am I talking to?
Jane, holding a beautiful dress that seemed to have carefully incorporated the color of Cedric’s blue eyes, smiled brightly.
“Your skin is so fair, madam. Last time, the count said this color suits you best!”
“…Cedric?”
Did he say that?
As she looked with a skeptical gaze.
“Yes! When the Duchess of Roger was giving you this dress as a gift, he said it next to you!”
Ah. That time?
Lamein curled her lips in displeasure.
A few days after their wedding in the original, the Duchess of Roger had called in a costume person.
It was to give Lamein a dress as a gift.
Of course, her cherished Elina was also there.
It was true that what Jane had just said came from Cedric’s mouth.
‘Elina. Even if I say there’s a beautiful swan in front of me, you would believe me.’
He threw a line at Elina that was so sweet it was goosebumpsinducing.
“Alright. I’ll wear that one.”
What does it matter what a woman who wants to get divorced wears?
He won’t even look at it.
At the same time as Lamein’s answer fell, Jane approached with the dress.
The image of herself in the mirror wearing the blue dress was so beautiful it was dazzling.
Lamein, who was staring as if she was spellbound, composed her expression.
“Jane. Let’s go.”
It was time to meet her husband.
.
.
.
On the way to the dining room.
She turned her gaze to the world outside the window where the sparkling sun was pouring down.
‘It’s really pretty.’
As she slowly moved, admiring the beautiful garden decorated like a European palace.
“Madam. Good morning.”
The passing servants stopped and greeted her.
Facing unfamiliar faces, Lamein held a peaceful smile at the corners of her mouth and carefully observed their expressions.
While watching one, two servants pass by and greet her.
‘I don’t seem to be on guard as much as I thought.’
She thought.
Certainly, they were the Duchess’s daughterinlaw, whom they couldn’t easily deal with, but she expected there would be at least a bit of caution towards the villainous Lamein. However.
“You look so beautiful today, Ma’am. Everyone seems to be unable to take their eyes off you.”
Like Jane chattering happily on her behalf, their gazes were friendly.
‘Interesting.’
Lamein, who had been surprised by the unexpected situation, had soon reached the front of the restaurant.
The restaurant door opened.
“Lamein. I have been waiting.”
Cedric, who was sitting in front of the grand marble table set in the center of the restaurant, spoke in a voice that wasn’t very kind, but couldn’t be said to be unpleasant.
It would be an act for show anyway.
“I rushed out. You came early.”
She decided to accommodate him and spoke in a gentle voice.
She glanced at Jane heading towards one side of the restaurant and headed towards the opposite side of Cedric.
“Bring in the food.”
As soon as Lamein took her seat, Cedric’s voice echoed and the servants began to move busily.
Currently, the Duke and Duchess Roger, Killian, and Elina had left the duke’s house at the invitation of a neighboring lord.
One by one, food was placed on the table where only the two of them sat.
Crash! Bang! Clatter!!
A loud noise that woke you up rang out in front of the kitchen connected to the restaurant.
“Aaagh!!”
“Oh, oh, oh! Lordel!!”
The servants’ screams and shouts followed.
Startled by the sudden commotion, Lamein, whose shoulders jerked heavily, widened her eyes uncontrollably.
“What’s going on?”
Cedric, who seemed calm unlike her, slowly rose from his seat.
The protagonist of the loud noise was none other than the largebodied servant Lordel.
“Suddenly Lordel fell down!”
Through the wideopen kitchen door, she could see a man lying on the floor, shaking his whole body out of control.
“My Lord! I apologize! Ma’am! I apologize!”
Looking at the servant apologizing repeatedly with a flustered face, Lamein’s face scrunched up.
‘Apologizing isn’t important right now!’
And she suddenly got up from her seat and rushed towards the large man flailing on the ground.
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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