Behind the Duke, who was laughing with her, she caught sight of the nobles watching them suspiciously. A cold feeling settled on one side of Olivia’s chest.
Only then did Olivia realize how significant the oath she had received was.
From now on, her honor would be directly connected to the Duke’s. Her name, already tossed around here and there, would always be associated with the Duke.
Terrified at the thought of it reaching those who were dear to her, she hesitated.
The Duke studied Olivia, whose laughter had faded. Just then, Olivia mumbled,
“……You can overturn it if you want.”
“What?”
“That, Your Grace. The oath……can be over……”
Olivia hesitated in her speech. The best way was for the Duke to reconsider her attire regarding the oath.
But strangely, she hesitated.
If he overturned it again,
This gentle coincidence would no longer exist. It was clear that this short connection would end.
At a moment when Olivia’s lips would not easily part,
“To tell you a secret, I never planned to swear an oath to you from the beginning. I came with my own strategy.”
At the Duke’s words, Olivia swallowed hard. She had to keep a straight face no matter what was said. The Duke’s face lit up with mischief, looking at her.
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“But at the moment I was about to present the sword, a thought came to me. Ah, I had decided to give the most precious gift. This sword is only a precious sword, not the most precious. So what should I do?”
After the Duke’s words, as if heading towards the end, the melody of the waltz quickened.
What does he mean by what to do?
Olivia didn’t even have a chance to be curious about the unfinished words. The music reached its climax.
While holding hands, Olivia spun and spun again.
Her red dress bloomed and folded like a flower. Her silver hair, without a pin, shimmered in the chandelier light, captivating the eyes of the people.
Finally, the waltz ended. Olivia, catching her breath, grabbed one side of her dress, placed her hand near her chest, and bowed to the Duke.
Standing before her, the Duke gently took Olivia’s hand and bowed to her.
And he brought his lips close to the glove. He didn’t touch it, but everyone, including Olivia, fell silent at the audacious greeting. The Duke whispered to Olivia, then left.
Left alone in the midst of this, Olivia stared blankly at the Duke’s retreating figure. Then, with wideopen eyes, she looked at him again.
The words the retreating Duke left behind lingered in Olivia’s ears.
“So what should I do. The most precious thing, I should become your gift.”
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The smile vanished from the Duke’s radiant face, like a rose blooming in spring. It felt like the temperature dropped when the Duke, who was thought to have a glamorous face, became expressionless.
Sir Howard Interfield, a knight who followed the Duke, handed him a sword. The sword exuded a cold energy as if it would freeze everything.
“Your Highness. Here.”
But the Duke, one of the few, now one of the only people who could truly calm this sword, paid no attention to the sword and muttered while looking at the middle of the ballroom.
“Why does a waltz song have a set time?”
A desperatelooking Winster Carter with brown hair spoke softly to the Duke.
“Because you have to change partners. But why were you like that? Even for the mines, you said you would bow one last time.”
“Why do you have to change partners?”
“What? The mines? Your Highness!”
The Duke didn’t seem to hear Winster’s flustered words; instead, he looked at the center of the ballroom.
The Crown Prince confidently approached Olivia. Olivia’s uniform, of the same color, caught the Duke’s eye. The appearance of flaunting their partnership made the Duke’s eyes darken.
The sword became less sharp.
Winster stepped back in surprise, but the Duke’s eyes were fixed on one person.
“Could it be……”
Winster muttered, and Howard nodded slightly. The easiest plan to win over the princess owning the white crystal mine failed.
But the Duke must have devised another plan. Snatching victory in any situation. That was what the Duke always did.
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“It seems you enjoyed yourself.”
Leopold offered his hand to Olivia as if it was a given.
“……Yes, Your Highness.”
Olivia placed her hand on his. And she looked at Leopold and asked.
“Did Your Highness enjoy it too?”
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?
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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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