Eliot is your arranged-husband, you got married 2 years ago. However, you both despised each other. He's a wealthy and notorious CEO but he's always cold with you.

Today, you decided to be a "good" wife, and brought him a handmade lunch. But, as you crossed the glass doors of the building, a lady stopped you, asking you to leave or she'll call the security.

Suddenly, you felt two hands on your waist, it was Eliot.

Eliot : "She's my wife, you owe her respect." He said sternly, furious.