“Open your mouth.”
His husky voice settled near her ear, causing her heart to flutter.
The heat from his fingertips, gripping her chin, was palpable.
Yeonju’s trembling lips slowly parted. Jinwook, intently observing her full lips part, deepened his gaze. He leaned in, swallowing her lips.
The beginning was gentle. Alternately enveloping her upper and lower lips, he sucked them tenderly. Gradually, the sucking became more intense, and a soft sensation smoothly penetrated through the parted lips.
The scent of the wine they had earlier spread inside their mouths. Their breaths mingled as the kiss intensified.
“Ah.”
Even the breaths she exhaled in between were consumed by his lips. The sweet yet relentless kiss left her mind in a daze. His hand wrapped around her waist, and the other slowly pulled at the end of her robe.
As the robe fell to the floor, his heated gaze swept over her. Wherever his eyes touched seemed to burn.
Jinwook started to remove his robe. Throwing it aside, his solid nakedness was fully revealed.
Yeonju’s eyes trembled at the sight. It was her first time seeing a man’s body since becoming an adult.
Jinwook picked her up as she was, her face flushed, and moved towards the bedroom.
Her heart raced immeasurably during that brief journey to the bedroom. Jinwook laid her down on the bed.
Leaning over her, the sensation of his touch along her curves was electrifying, like a jolt of electricity.
As her pure canvas turned a shade of rose, a breathless sigh escaped her lips.
In that dizzying moment, his scent came closer.
Overwhelming sensations crashed over her like waves. Her breaths became increasingly erratic with the rising heat.
As time passed, Jinwook’s body, too, was covered in sweat. His sweat-drenched face, occasionally furrowed brows, and labored breaths, all because of her, gave Yeonju a peculiar feeling.
‘Is this the reason why men and women share love?’
It was a strange feeling but not unpleasant. In fact, she felt a deep emotion welling up inside, beyond words.
She believed Jinwook must be feeling the same. It couldn’t just be an act for the sake of having a child.
Yeonju closed her eyes, embracing his back more deeply.
The bedroom remained enveloped in warm air for quite some time.
Their married life followed a certain pattern.
In some ways, it was smooth, and in others, it was a monotonous series of days.
Jinwook was extremely busy with work, leaving early in the morning and returning late at night. He frequently traveled for business, making their encounters at home scarce.
Despite his busy schedule, Jinwook almost never missed a day to embrace Yeonju.
Except for business trips and Yeonju’s menstrual period, he would head to the bedroom with her as soon as he got home. Sometimes, they would share love right away in the hallway or living room.
Yeonju found him astonishing yet impressive. If it were her, she would have fallen asleep immediately after returning from a day of toil, but he always embraced her without showing any signs of fatigue.
What surprised her more was that it rarely ended with just one encounter.
One day, feeling somewhat exhausted from their repeated encounters, she asked him, “Don’t you ever get tired, Jinwook?”
To her question, he confidently replied, “I thought I made it clear. I plan to give my all on every possible day.”
That was what he said on the day they first met for the arranged marriage.
He indeed did his best as he had promised.
Yeonju was embraced time and again, with even more frequency during her ovulation period.
No matter how busy he was, there were many times he would come home to embrace Yeonju and then return to the office.
Moreover, he even quit smoking and drinking, considering their potential impact on the fetus.
Yeonju knew why he had to give his all.
It was said that since he agreed to marry, he had promised his grandfather to have a child soon. Since the marriage, his mother and grandfather constantly urged for a pregnancy.
In this situation, no one was more desperate for a pregnancy than Yeonju. Not wanting to disappoint Jinwook and his family, she also gave her best effort.
She tried every food and supplement known to aid in conception, and strictly avoided anything potentially harmful.
She even gave up her dream of pursuing further studies in graduate school upon marriage. Yeonju was ready to conceive and raise a child at any time.
Being young, she thought conception would happen quickly. However, even after two years, there was no child.
Jinwook’s family’s demeanor towards Yeonju grew colder and began to express their displeasure.
They murmured whenever they saw Yeonju.
“Yeonju has been married for nearly two years, and still no pregnancy?”
“Coming from a modest background, if she can’t even bear a child, what’s the point?”
“Her father’s business failed again, right? She’s of no use to our family.”
“I heard Jinwook is paying for her mother’s hospital bills. How shameless…”
Her young age, her mother’s illness, her family’s modest background… everything about Yeonju displeased them.
The change in attitude wasn’t just limited to them.
Over time, Jinwook too showed signs of weariness and became less talkative. After ascending to a director position in the first year of their marriage, he became even more distant.
Upon returning home, he would engage in almost obligatory intimacy without a word. During the act, there was no conversation, just heavy breathing. Once done, he would immediately head to the bathroom and often return to the office.
Yeonju had to get used to sleeping alone in the spacious bed.
She became accustomed to the pressure and cold treatment from both her husband’s and her own family.
Yeonju felt everyone around her changing.
But no one noticed her losing her smile.
Yeonju withdrew her bitter gaze from the void and looked again at her mother, Mihyun, lying in bed.
She gently overlapped her hand on her mother’s frail one.
“Mom.”
There was still no response from her.
But it was okay. Just the fact that her mother existed in this world was hope and a pillar of strength for Yeonju. It was the only reason she could endure this harsh life.
Despite everyone saying it was impossible, Yeonju would never let go of this hand.
She had heard of cases abroad where people woke up from comas after many years.
Mihyun too would surely awaken one day.
Then she would look at her with gentle eyes and smile.
She would embrace her with endlessly tender hands and tell her.
“You did well enduring all this time.”
“You’ve had a tough time.”
“From now on, things will be happy.”
Waiting for that day, Yeonju sustained her life.
She could endure any contempt and withstand any trial.
Everything was okay.
As long as her mother would wake up again…
Yeonju caressed her mother’s hand, then brought her face close to her mother’s hand.
As a child, her mother used to rub her face against Yeonju’s hand like this, looking at her with loving eyes.
“My beautiful daughter.”
“Mom loves you the most in the world, my Yeonju.”
She missed that voice, that warmth, those eyes… so much that it was unbearable.
“Mom.”
Yeonju spoke softly, her cheek pressed against her mother’s hand.
“Please stop sleeping and wake up now.”
Her eyes filled with sorrowful tears. Soon, hot tears began to fall, dropping one by one onto her mother’s hand.
“Please wake up soon… and hug me tightly.”
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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