Comadrin's manga / #Dumb ML(87)

I thought that the ML was pretty one dimensional. He started off as a rude and grumpy workaholic. Then his loins took over his mind and all he thought about was boinking her. When she didn't want to jump in the rack with him, he was all mad at her for "seducing" him. Get real, dude, and put your big boy pants on.

There's dumb, there's really, stupifyingly dumb, and then there's this dude.

I cannot understand why someone would put up with a "friend" who treats people they care for like trash. It seems to be a staple for Betty Neels MLs and other Harlequin types.

Sorry to rain on the parade, but the ML was way too much of an “I know best what all of you should do.” I don’t care how good his intentions are, that attitude makes me homicidal.

The story's not that bad, but did they really have to make the ML THAT stupid? He almost has a sucker light flashing on top of his head. Even the author realized what a sap he was (see the afterward).

Sorry, but the good doctor had about as much idea of how to be a parent as I do about designing a Mars Lander. I had the kindest parents imaginable, but if my sister or I acted like the little rat fink son of his, we would have been shut down faster than a restaurant advertising salmonella burgers.

I really feel sorry for the FL. She seems to attract the kind of people that I spend a fair amount of time avoiding like the plague. The ML reminds me of a piece of advice my Dad gave me many, many years ago, “Never go to bed with someone who has more problems than you do.”

Pretty simplistic story (and definitely not realistic), and Damn, the ML was dumb. He's the kind of guy that would try to take a picture of the equator.

Basically, his father was the only remotely decent person in the family. The "beloved" grandfather set his grandsons at each other's throats since birth, ensuring that the family became a foul brood of back-stabbing psychopaths. He also set up a board of directors from a collection of arrogant, elitist scumbags. FL should have kept on running and not looked back.

What in the world is this silly trope about some dude having to get married in order to get a job? I think that a stupid condition like that would really make me question whether I would want to work for a company or a boss like that. Harlequin reasons to get married are definitely in a class apart, like Betty Neels' Dutch doctors who need a wife to scare off hoes or help him write his book or something equally ridiculous. Come on, guys. Find a fresh trope to use. This one’s getting stale enough to grow penicillin. Aside from that: If old Indiana Jones there knew he was in love with her nearly forever, why in hades did he keep telling her that he hated love and didn’t want it. It makes me feel that if you unscrewed his ears, Brussel sprouts would come out.