“What…?”
Nelia looked at Layton with a stiff face.
It seemed like Layton was joking, but his wideopen eyes didn’t look like it.
“In the past, someone invaded the Duke’s residence and killed the predecessor. So, I thought someone might be attacking the Duke this time…”
Layton let out a sigh and looked at Nelia.
“It’s fortunate you’re here. If you were there, you might have been caught up in something strange.”
Even if Layton seemed concerned, the fact that he had already put her in awkward situations before made his feelings less impactful.
More importantly, the situation at the Duke’s residence was concerning.
‘Based on what Layton is saying, it seems like a warehouse… Why would the Duke be tied up and taken there?’
Could it be robbers…?
It was undoubtedly strange that the Duke was tied up and taken into a warehouse.
Anxiety swept through her thoughts. Her heart pounded, amplifying her unease.
Nelia swallowed dryly and asked Layton.
“Did you… tell anyone else about this?”
“No, I ran straight here. You’re my only sister, I should look out for you…”
“I’m going out.”
Nelia hastily stood up, rummaging through the wardrobe to grab the first coat she found.
Layton followed with a confused face.
“Where are you going this late at night? It’s really dark outside!”
“I think I need to go to the Duke’s residence.”
“What can you do by going? It would be much better to notify the City Guard.”
Nelia paused for a moment.
If it was really some sort of crime like a robbery, Layton was right; notifying the guard would be better. However, she had a feeling that wasn’t the case.
“Layton, did you see the Duke’s expression when he was being tied up and led into the building?”
“I couldn’t see his face clearly from a distance. But he didn’t seem to be resisting?”
Nelia’s eyebrows tightened.
If he wasn’t resisting, then it was possible that the Duke willingly went in.
‘Could it be related to what the Duke said: “There’s nothing, but it will be filled”?’
‘I’d better see for myself to be sure.’
Determined, Nelia said to Layton.
“I’ll go to the Duke’s residence to see if anything’s amiss. If something’s suspicious, I’ll request help from the City Guard.”
It seemed like Layton was about to say, ‘What if you get caught by the robbers!’ but she ignored him and dashed out of the house.
As Layton had said, it was dark outside.
The moon in the night sky was completely obscured, and despite the rain ceasing, the dark clouds had not dispersed.
Unsettling thoughts lingered in the somber atmosphere.
While heading to the duke’s mansion, Nelia closed her eyes for a moment and prayed.
Please, let everything be alright.
(This is a time separator.)
However, contrary to Nelia’s hopes, the atmosphere at the duke’s mansion seemed unusual upon arrival.
It wasn’t that something appeared to have happened in a noisy way. Rather, it was eerily quiet as if not even an ant was passing by.
The scenery, which felt unnatural and forced, emanated an unstable atmosphere.
Thudthud[—].
Nelia knocked on the door.
There was no response from inside.
“Is anyone there? It’s Nelia!”
Nelia shouted loudly towards the front door.
Typically, the mansion’s guards would open the door, but there was no reaction as if no one was inside.
However, Nelia did not give up and continued to knock on the door.
Around the time her hand began to ache from knocking, squeak[—] the door opened.
“Nelia?”
The person who appeared from inside was Ton. Under the lighting, Ton’s face looked distressed.
Moreover, although the rain had stopped, Ton was soaked from head to toe.
Even the hair he usually combed neatly was sticking out, some strands flowing down to his forehead.
“Ton, what’s going on inside? I’ve been knocking for a while.”
“I thought you went back to your family today… Why are you here?”
Ton did not answer the question but instead asked cautiously.
“…I was just worried about the duke.”
“May I ask what you’re worried about?”
Nelia hesitated for a moment.
If she answered vaguely, it seemed likely that Ton would say nothing’s wrong and ask her to leave.
Thinking it over, Nelia slowly opened her mouth.
“Actually, I heard from the duke.”
Despite her vague and subjectless statement, Ton visibly startled. One could tell by his widened eyes.
“…You heard from the duke? He explicitly told me never to let on that I knew…”
It seemed he had indeed been hiding something.
Concealing her tension, Nelia acted.
“Yes, the duke confided everything to me. You know, we’re currently researching the recent curse.”
Upon subtly adding the matter of the curse, Ton murmured with a solemn expression as if he fully believed her.
“I see… I didn’t see you this morning, so I had no idea you knew the secret.”
Nelia didn’t quite understand what Ton was saying, but she continued to act concerned.
“I came to check just in case. Is something really going on?”
In response to Nelia’s question, Ton sighed, ‘Haa…’, and brushed back his hair.
“Well…”
Ton hesitated as if reluctant to speak.
After anxiously glancing inside, Ton opened the front door a bit wider.
“Please come in. It’s probably best that you see for yourself.”
Nelia cautiously stepped into the duke’s mansion. As the door closed with a clank[—], Nelia looked around.
The first thing that caught her eye were people gathered near the warehouse.
Individuals in suspicious robes and servants looked towards the warehouse with worried expressions.
Soon, Nelia understood why.
Bangbang[—]!
A loud noise came from inside the warehouse.
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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