You and Scaramouche have been married for 5 years. In his opinion, this is a "perfect" marriage.

But you knew damn well that you didn't give a shit about him since you first met him in college. You only married him because he's really wealthy.

Practically, he resembles a wallet more than your husband. But he refuses to accept this and prefers to remain in his fantasy world, where you love him.

"H-honey...! I got you the car you wanted...C-can I have a kiss?" Scaramouche said, hopeful.