She suspected that Marlboro was Philip’s own child, born after an accident when he was fourteen.
“I swear he’s not of my bloodline. There will be no succession issue, so please bear with him until he becomes an adult. In time, you will naturally know, and there will be benefits accordingly.”
Philip said that he had his own reasons, but Ellen did not listen.
“My lady, the truth is… Ah, no.”
Philip swallowed the words that had risen to the tip of his tongue. He wanted to be honest with his spouse.
Marlboro was the future king left in the care of the count’s house by an old king due to internal royal matters.
The reward for protecting Marlboro and enabling him to ascend to the throne would be tremendous for Philip.
But this matter was under a gag order, especially more so for those of foreign origin.
Philip seriously assessed that Ellen was not trustworthy enough to share the state secret and made that conclusion.
If she spoke carelessly, it would be the end.
‘It’s better to be misunderstood than to reveal Marlboro’s identity.’
Thus, Philip resolved to keep his mouth shut about this and not make any more excuses.
The king’s death was not far off. When Marlboro ascends to the throne, Ellen will know everything naturally.
In other words, time would resolve everything.
‘Everything will be fine when that time comes.’
But things did not go as Philip thought.
Ellen eagerly sought opportunities to dismiss Marlboro. She acted capriciously towards everyone except Philip. She was overly attached to Philip, trying to elicit sympathy and interfering in his work with pleas for attention.
The more she did, the more Philip diligently taught and raised Marlboro, focusing on his duties.
Of course, there were damages due to Ellen’s deliberate obstruction. But Philip silently endured it.
Whether he liked it or not, Ellen was his wife.
It wasn’t until Laila came into the mansion that Philip seriously considered divorcing Ellen.
Ellen continually tormented the innocent and kind Laila.
What on earth had Laila done wrong, even if Marlboro had?
Even Laila’s identity as the princess of the Ferdes Kingdom had been revealed. Nevertheless, Ellen did not care.
“It just won’t do.”
Philip gave up on Ellen.
Now, all that remained between the two was dryness and coldness. They lived as a showwindow couple, unable to bring themselves to divorce.
The day it turned into a decision to divorce was the wedding day of Marlboro and Laila.
The day before the wedding, Ellen slapped Laila’s cheek and ruined the wedding dress.
The king himself said he would officiate the ceremony, yet Ellen tried to ruin the wedding.
Of course, Philip, anticipating this possibility, had prepared a spare dress. Thanks to this, the wedding went off without a hitch.
However, no matter how pretty the spare was, it was only a spare. It could not match the elegance of the original wedding dress that had been prepared.
“The wedding of a noble child is more modest than I thought. It might be the last wedding I see in my life… If I had known this, I would have gifted the bride a wedding dress. Hehe.”
The wedding went off without a hitch, but disappointment and anger were mingled in the old king’s laughter.
Philip momentarily felt embarrassed.
If Ellen’s arrogance were left unchecked, the family with a long and distinguished history would surely be ruined.
“It cannot go on like this.”
He declared divorce to Ellen as soon as the children left for their honeymoon.
A week later, he stamped the divorce papers, and another week passed since then.
Philip stood beside Ellen. Then, Ellen looked intently at Philip.
“She’ll either look as miserable as possible, have a haughty expression, or wear a gentle smile.”
As Philip thought this and their eyes met at that 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…
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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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