“Get some sleep.”
Seonwoo hugged the exhausted Eunjae and laid him on the bed. Turning away, Seonwoo remembered something and came back, placing the medicine packet he held on the bedside table.
“Take your medicine properly. That way, you won’t run away again.”
Eunjae, with the blanket flipped over, made no response. The sound of a deep sigh was heard as the bedroom door closed.
Once the bedroom door closed, Eunjae turned over the blanket, sat up, and stared into space.
So you’re going to run away again.
“You said I’m good, that you love me. Or was the love you had just at this level?”
Not just that. Because of that remarkable love, because of that damn love that got deeper and deeper. You don’t know how many times I broke down while packing those few things.
“You can’t leave. Is it sincere or fake?”
Your words strangely brought me comfort. Maybe because it felt like I had an excuse to stay with you a little longer. Slowly.
A little tossing around, and the alarm rang. The area around my eyes felt hot and stiff. Eunjae, who had risen from the bed alone, let out a deep sigh.
“Ha… After fighting like that yesterday, how can I face you? And I’m at a loss. Now you won’t leave even the slightest opening for me.”
It was so easy to come in, but why is it so difficult to leave?
Before stepping out of the door, Eunjae, recalling various situations of encountering him, preselected and practiced suitable responses in his mind.
Hooah.
Taking a deep breath, Eunjae opened the bedroom door and was startled to see an unexpected figure.
“Mom!”
“Sorry, Eunjae. Did I wake you up?”
It was Eunjeong.
“No…”
“Our Eunjae studies and works part-time lately, right? Seems tired, your eyes are swollen.”
Eunjeong’s worried voice made his nose tingle. Eunjae quickly changed the subject while glancing at Eunjeong’s navy dress.
“Where did you go?”
“Didn’t Seonwoo tell you? I went abroad for a bit. It was decided suddenly, so I only contacted Seonwoo. Must have been upset.”
“No, not at all…”
“I was worried you might find it bothersome. I’m such a chatterbox. I thought I might take away your busy time if I called. Oh, get a hold of yourself. This is for Eunjae.”
Eunjeong took out a square box from the shopping bag she was holding and handed it to Eunjae.
“Our Eunjae, you’re beautiful even without doing anything, but I thought you’d be so pretty with earrings.”
Eunjeong tapped the ruby earring she was wearing as she spoke.
“It’s from the same brand as this.”
“Even at a glance, I thought it was pretty, but it looks even prettier up close.”
“Even though this earring is over 30 years old? It’s the earring your stepfather bought when we were dating.”
“Wow… It doesn’t look that old.”
Eunjeong smiled brightly, hugging Eunjae. Patting his back, she whispered softly.
“Take it easy. If you need anything, just say it. Got it?”
Thin raindrops signaling the end of the monsoon were falling.
I thought it was just an angry remark, but it seems they really fired the instructor.
During the long drive to the academy, we didn’t exchange a single word. An awkward atmosphere filled the car.
Was the wiper sound always this loud? Why is my breathing so loud? Even the slightest sound felt too prominent, making even breathing a nervous affair.
Lost in various thoughts, we had already arrived at the academy. As the car stopped and the engine turned off, a dry swallow passed through Eunjae’s throat.
Even after arriving at the academy, silence continued. After a while, Seonwoo was the first to speak.
“Umbrella.”
“I have it.”
“Medicine.”
“Took it in the morning.”
Didn’t you get caught in the rain yesterday? Are you okay? The lips that were about to ask opened and closed firmly.
“If you feel even a little unwell, leave early and call.”
“Yes…”
Without saying anything, Seonwoo stared at Eunjae’s eyes for a while, then reached out to the back seat, handing a shopping bag to Eunjae.
It was a new mobile phone.
“Call your friend.”
“Friend? Yerim?”
Seonwoo nodded briefly.
“She might be worried.”
Unable to ask what he meant, Eunjae nodded with tightly closed lips.
“After class, come straight to the hospital.”
On the opposite side of Seonwoo, an elderly man with white hair, who was receiving treatment, looked at Seonwoo displeasedly and clicked his tongue.
“What’s going on?”
“Dr. Jung said so. Your blood sugar level has gone up again. Don’t eat sticky stuff like rice cakes.”
Looking at Seonwoo, who was turning the conversation, Chihwang pulled up his fallen glasses with his index finger.
“I’ve heard all the nagging already. Focus on your own oxygen bag.”
“I recorded that you had surgery and lived for a long time.”
“Ridiculous talk.”
“I’m just resting and enjoying my time.”
“There’s no need to rest. There’s a separate person doing the work, just watching while sitting.”
Chihwang complained that finding people these days was as difficult as catching a star in the sky due to his deteriorating eyesight.
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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