Instead,
[Ignoring the kindness I’ve cultivated? Without me, you would have died already. Pay back the value of raising you. Can’t you hear me?]Kyungsook persisted until the end with her ‘money talk.’ With a face captivated by fear of losing the money line, she clung and clung again.
Sobbing.
Her legs trembled. In the end, Arin could only sit on the chair in front of the hospital, feeling exhausted.
Sigh. It’s all over. I’ve said what I needed to say.
She pulled out Mr. Choi’s hair that was in her pocket. As she looked at the short strands of Mr. Choi’s hair, thinning from prolonged anticancer treatment, tears poured down even more. Arin’s slender shoulders trembled.
Once, those who were called ‘parents’ were now resented to the point of death. Moreover,
“I’d rather hate if it would make things better… Why can’t I do that?”
She knew that emotions, like a cut with a knife, couldn’t be healed in a moment. However, the emotion called ‘resentment’ that had emerged in the long flow of years entwined with the name ‘family’ continued to poke at her heart.
How long had it been?
I turned my head at the feeling of someone sitting next to me. There was an elegant middle-aged woman next to me.
“Wipe your tears with this.”
The middle-aged woman held out a lace-edged white handkerchief to Arin.
“…Thank you.”
Arin received the handkerchief in bewilderment. A voice, deeply cracked, flowed through her parched lips.
The middle-aged woman smiled and said,
“Your pretty face is ruined.”
“…?”
Between the middle-aged woman’s lips, a calm and gentle voice, like the quiet waves rolling like marbles, flowed.
Strange but familiar, Arin felt a peculiar emotion from the woman’s smile.
“The weather is nice, and it’s a shame to cry in life. It hurts to see a pretty young lady crying.”
“…”
“Look at the sky.”
At the middle-aged woman’s words, Arin looked up at the sky. The high sky was incredibly blue, and the fluffy white clouds were as beautiful as a painting.
After that, it was amazing. In a moment when the heart that had been engulfed by overwhelming sadness couldn’t be cut like a lie, it began to find stability.
“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?”
“…Yes.”
“As beautiful as the young lady. I hope the young lady smiles as beautifully as her pretty face.”
Was it because of that?
Even if she thought it was a delusion, the words the middle-aged woman said seemed to resonate more with her heart.
After that, there was no conversation between the two. They sat side by side, quietly watching the clouds flow.
‘How long has it been?’
In no time, the tears that had filled her eyes dried up.
She couldn’t know exactly how much time had passed, but she realized that a considerable amount of time had passed as the sky, which was blue just now, was now dyed in a reddish hue. It was time to part now.
“I held on for too long. Thank you for being by my side.”
Arin looked at the middle-aged woman and then bowed her head.
“I wanted to be with you, miss. Thanks to you, I was able to enjoy looking at the sky comfortably after a long time, and I was really grateful.”
‘Even though she’s someone I just met, it feels strange that my heart was at ease.’
Arin thought as she looked at the middle-aged woman who had protected her side for a long time.
“Thank you very much.”
“What did I do?”
“Just being with you was a great help. Thank you so much.”
“Thank you for thinking that way.”
The face of the middle-aged woman, who was exchanging words, twisted oddly.
“Are you hurting somewhere?”
“No, it’s just that I was lost in thought for a moment…”
While the middle-aged woman controlled her expression and smiled, Arin somehow felt that she looked sad.
Her heart wavered.
“Oh, what about the handkerchief? It’s too dirty for me to give it back…”
Arin looked down at the handkerchief she had received from the middle-aged woman. Unable to return the dirty handkerchief due to tears and runny nose, she couldn’t give it back as it was.
“Well… I can take it as it is, but if it bothers you…”
The middle-aged woman, without finishing her sentence, took out a piece of paper from her bag.
“Contact me when you have time.”
Arin accepted the note with the middle-aged woman’s contact information.
‘May I ask for your name?’
While hesitating, the middle-aged woman offered the final farewell.
“As much as it was tough, I hope only good things happen to you in the future.”
It was warm. It felt like a sincere word.
“Be careful on your way home.”
“Thank you, and contact me.”
In the end, she didn’t ask for the middle-aged woman’s name until the end.
She received the contact information but found herself in a situation where she didn’t know the name.
A few days later.
“Son, we need to talk.”
Without any warning, Jung Yeosa rushed into Jaehyuk’s office from the morning.
“Are you really going to be like this? What’s making you angry at Mom!”
Whatever touched her nerves again, Jung Yeosa yelled as soon as she came. Jaehyuk gestured for the secretary in the office to leave.
“What are you talking about?”
Putting down the document he was holding, Jaehyuk passed Jung Yeosa and walked to the sofa.
“Sit down for now.”
“Do I look like I’m in the mood to sit right now?”
Lately, every time he saw his mother, Jaehyuk felt a throbbing in his head.
‘Even if she had an obsession with her son, she didn’t seem emotional like this before…’
While pressing his temples, he recalled the ‘words’ Jung Yeosa habitually spoke whenever she saw him.
“Do you know how scary and difficult menopause is for women? Can’t your son understand that? I’ve never complained even once while enduring it all alone. Why are you like this to your mother?”
This time, Jung Yeosa repeated the same words. She unilaterally imposed understanding on her changing emotions due to physiological changes called ‘menopause.’
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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