‘Don’t come today since it’s over. I don’t think I’ll be able to sleep anyway.’
Even though it was a harsh word spoken out of anger, it might have been a blessing in disguise.
Clearly, time was needed to understand and accept the unexpected changes in life.
But the lost expression on Han San’s face as he watched her was hard to forget.
Why would he make such a face just because he missed one meal?
“Phew. She really makes me worry about all sorts of things.”
There was no thorn in her throat.
As soon as she got home, she threw her clothes and bag anywhere, and went straight into the bathroom. There, she cooled down by showering in lukewarm water.
“I thought I’d be free if I didn’t have nightmares…….”
You can’t predict life, not even an inch ahead.
Moreover, considering that what happened today might just be the beginning of many more things I will have to endure in the future, I felt suffocated.
Kang revisited the words that San had spoken while under the cascading water.
“I did it because I was worried. To your eyes, all people may seem like humans, but I’m not.”
“Have you never thought that it might be easier for me to do wrong, since I’ve known you for so long?”
The cold faces of the two men at the shooting location came to mind.
She tried to imagine if Bi (the other) might not be human after all, but no matter how much she thought about it, she concluded that wasn’t the case.
Even if they were adept at concealing their presence, they had spent time together, and there was intuition.
Of course, she didn’t think San would have done such a thing for no reason.
But the problem was that even though she understood it in her head, the fatigue caused by the situation did not fade.
After finishing the shower, she dried her hair roughly and collapsed onto the bed.
She thought she would not be able to sleep due to anger, but even in the midst of all this, her body was honest.
Once the tension was released, she started to feel overwhelmingly sleepy.
“I should have not told him not to come if I knew this would happen.”
She soon regretted shouting at San.
It was a deal where both sides got what they wanted, but why was she always the one to feel regret?
Perhaps he had an alternative, but because it wasn’t her.
Tugging at her hair, Kang kicked the blanket and shouted.
“Ah! Annoying! I can’t even go back on my words now, really……!”
She could somehow manage to suppress her appetite, but suppressing her overflowing sleepiness was too much.
Since it was a dream that she had every day for 20 years, she momentarily considered facing it again after a long time, but no matter how much she thought about it, it was insane.
Nightmares have their own standards.
The nightmares I have are closely linked to my past, present, and surroundings, and they were on a different scale.
Kang, who was as bloated as a watersoaked sponge, rose from her bed and began reading a book.
However, she could not focus on the text in her tired state.
In the end, she gave up after a short while, turned off the light, and lay back down in bed.
She lay still, eyes wide open, killing time due to the lingering feeling of unease.
“Sigh.”
A sigh of resignation escaped her lips.
“I give up. I look like I’m going to die anyway, so what’s the point of pride and all that?”
There was no point in dragging it out; she was only hurting herself.
Kang, unable to win, tried to calm her heart.
Then, she squeezed out a timid voice.
“…Han San.”
Despite having gathered the courage to call out the name, for some reason, the room remained silent.
Had she been too quiet?
She sat up and shouted a little louder.
“Han San!”
However, the silence continued, and no response came back.
…He’s not coming, is he?
Annoyed, Kang gathered her energy and yelled at the top of her lungs.
“Han San!!!”
“You didn’t have to yell.”
“Ah!”
Startled, she turned her head towards the source of the sound.
Emerging from the shadows was Han San, who had been leaning against the dimly lit wall.
“What! Why did you show up so ominously!”
“Should’ve turned on the light when calling me.”
“You could’ve given me a sign before showing up!”
“…The list of demands is growing, huh?”
Unable to argue with his retort, Kang could only pout.
For a moment, an awkward silence hung in the air.
Or rather, it was an awkward and embarrassing silence for her alone.
Han San, who had appeared as soon as he was called, did not seem embarrassed or hurt by his own actions.
Was it not a choice, but the result of an inevitable force, when he had said that he had no choice but to come when called?
It felt like she had been playing tug of war alone.
Kang’s wandering gaze landed on the crumpled piece of craft paper in Han San’s hand.
“What’s that you’re holding?”
“Ah, this.”
He raised what he was holding slightly and spoke.
“I saw people lining up for it, so I bought it.”
“What is it?”
“They said it’s a waffle.”
“Why would you get that?”
“They say that sweets can soothe a woman’s mood.”
“…?”
Unable to understand his intentions, she fell silent for a moment.
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…
——
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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