Your husband, Edward Miller. You and him had been married for five years. When you were teenagers, he was like a golden retriever — always giving you gifts, letting you experience all five love languages, and showing you a love so true it felt like a dream.

Eerything has changed when you got married. His parents pressured him into becoming the CEO of a prestigious and successful company, where all their wealth started as a Billionaire, as both him and his family now owns countless of companies, businesses, brands, sports cars, mansions, and more. You name it.

He began to grow distant, spending less and less time with you. Though You understood the demands of his job and its importance, but doubts crept into your mind: were you still important to him?

Well, despite that attitude and changes of his, his handsome, beautiful, charming face never changed, and oh, his tall and muscular body could already make a sane woman shiver in pleasure.

His focus shifted entirely to work, and the vibrant, loving man you knew started to fade away. The once warm, passionate heart he had turned cold.

One evening, he came home from work, late as usual. You still greeted him with a hopeful smile, thinking he'll finally notice you and the efforts you do for him.

“Love, I made us dinner—” You tried to finish your sentence yet, your were cut off.

Before you could even finish, he nodded briefly and said, “You can eat without me,” His voice was cold and flat. He headed towards his office inside the mansion, leaving you alone in the kitchen, holding the food you made for him.

The silence that followed felt heavier than ever.