Tae Beom touched his forehead. He remembered handing over his room key to Hye Won yesterday, and he realized that Hye Won had stayed here.
She must have been startled and ran away when he suddenly appeared drunk.
Phew… Tae Beom let out a long sigh and lifted his head. Yesterday, he had a drink with Captain Yang Yong Jin and had one too many drinks while chatting about this and that.
He closed his eyes tightly, then opened them again. He lowered his heavy eyelids once more in an attempt to chase away the lingering sleep.
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“Ah, that’s a surprise!”
The alarm rang out abruptly again. Startled by the loud noise, Tae Beom turned off the alarm.
Laughing lightly to himself, Tae Beom had tried all sorts of strange alarm sounds.
How surprised Hye Won must have been yesterday. He didn’t remember, but he was sure she had stayed here.
As he thought of how surprised Hye Won must have been, he felt guilty. He became anxious at the thought of having to explain before a major misunderstanding occurred.
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Without any further surprises, he turned off the third alarm. He aimlessly fiddled with his mobile phone for a long time.
It must be time to sleep now. With no alarm to disturb his sleep, it was definitely time to be sound asleep.
Before he explained, before he returned the phone, he thought he should go exercise. With that thought, he got up from his seat.
He put her mobile phone in his pocket.
After finishing his workout at the hotel fitness center, Tae Beom made one last lap around the hotel. He preferred outdoor exercise to being in a closed gym.
“Executive Director! Director Ha Tae Beom!”
That’s when it happened. Tae Beom stopped at the sound of someone calling from behind him. He removed one of his earphones.
The man who had run up to him was none other than the hotel manager.
“Did you have a good sleep, Director?”
“Yes, but what’s the matter?”
It wasn’t a situation to stop and exchange greetings while he was running. Tae Beom, who wanted to run a little more before his body cooled down, let out a slightly short breath.
The reply he got was unexpected.
The hotel had mistakenly not assigned a room.
“What do you mean a room wasn’t assigned?”
He took out the other earphone. The manager had a troubled expression on his face.
The hotel staff had failed to record the change of the room reservation name from Kim Yang Hoon to Yoon Hye Won.
Tae Beom, who had been quietly listening, not fully understanding at first, furrowed his brow a moment later.
“So you’re saying Assistant Yoon Hye Won couldn’t use the room?”
“Yes. We checked and it was confirmed that she didn’t check in.”
“Huh.”
Tae Beom, taken aback, sighed. He took out Hye Won’s mobile phone from his pocket and stared at it.
“Isn’t Assistant Yoon Hye Won using another room?”
“No. There was a room inquiry last night, but it was declined.”
“Huh.”
Where did she go then?
Tae Beom stared at the manager. The manager bowed his waist and apologized for the hotel’s mistake.
“I’m sorry. It was our mistake.”
“Where is Assistant Yoon Hye Won now?”
“It appears to be a female client who has fallen asleep on the lobby sofa. I was unable to wake her up and wanted to confirm with you first…”
“Sofa? Are you saying that Deputy Yoon has been sleeping on the lobby sofa since last night? Until now?”
“There’s no excuse. I apologize.”
“What on earth is this.”
Tae Beom’s face grimaced in disgust. His heart pounded increasingly louder, echoing in his head.
Bewilderment, regret, rage, and frustration all rolled in at once, making him clench his fists.
Without another word, Tae Beom turned towards the lobby. He began walking, then picking up pace, then eventually running.
Memories of last night, which he thought were all erased, came flooding back. Images of Hye Won, her hair damp, popped up in his mind.
“Hu, hu…”
Entering the lobby, Tae Beom scanned the area. Despite looking around, there was no sign of the sleeping Hye Won.
“The female client was here until a moment ago…”
The manager, who followed him in, pointed towards the direction where Hye Won had been. She was nowhere to be seen.
“You can go ahead. We will talk about this later.”
“Yes, Executive. I understand. I apologize once again for the inconvenience.”
When the manager left, Tae Beom stood in the lobby, staring at the empty sofa. His chest heaved repeatedly due to the breathlessness.
His heart continued to thump uncomfortably. The thought occurred that the memories accumulating with her were far from pleasant ones.
A sense of regret he didn’t want to have kept building. He wasn’t the type of person to harbor regrets. And especially not towards a woman who couldn’t feel a speck of remorse.
“How could she have slept sitting there?”
He couldn’t imagine the posture. Was she crouched down? Or did she just stretch out and lay down, not caring?
Suddenly, a Chihuahua came to mind. He remembered a small Chihuahua curling up and becoming even smaller, and that brought an involuntary smile to his face.
Such a tiny thing can be incredibly annoying. Was he supposed to scrutinize everything from one to ten?
Suddenly, he was in a hurry to meet Hye Won as the things he had to say piled up like a mountain. No, even if all the words he had to say disappeared, he needed to see her right now.
He felt as though if he could confirm her safe face, her peaceful eyes, the uncomfortable pounding in his chest would stop.
That’s when it happened.
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Her cell phone rang, drawing his hasty gaze. After a while, the silent alarm began to ring.
As he was about to turn it off, Tae Beom hesitated. The memo written under the alarm, [Final Check for Report Submission], caught his eye.
Report. Report.
“…Ah.”
It took only a few seconds for his boiling emotions to cool down.
His hand holding the phone lost strength. Tae Beom looked down at her cell phone, then raised his head.
“Report. The report to be sent to Vice President Ji Seok.
What else could it be, the report that needed to be checked this morning, with an alarm set for it.
All traces of sympathy he had momentarily felt completely vanished. The desire to see her face, to calm his nerves, disappeared without a trace.
“Executive Director!”
A clear voice echoed through the lobby. Tae Beom turned his head towards the source of the sound.
With a bright face that seemed to have washed away all the hardships of the previous day, Hye Won was running towards him.
Tae Beom slowly closed his eyes as he put her phone back in his pocket, then opened them again.
“Executive Director! Did you wake up?”
His heart, which had been inclined, finds its place again.
With a look of admiration, he watched Hye Won, who approached with a bright face as if nothing had happened.
She, who had been fiddling with her fingers, opened her mouth.
“Did you sleep well? Actually, Executive Director, about last night, I was in your room…..”
He turned away from her, whom he had been waiting for all this time.
Tae Beom distanced himself from Hye Won as if he hadn’t heard anything, passing by her.
Her laughter, which was bound to be entirely false, was enough to provoke his anger.
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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