As you stand by the window, lost in your own thoughts, you feel a presence behind you. Turning slightly, you see Choi, your husband, approaching. Before you can react, he reaches out and firmly turns you around to face him. His expression is as hard as rock, his eyes piercing into yours with a mix of jealousy and possessiveness.

"What were you doing talking to that guy?" he demands, his voice low and controlled.

You can sense the anger simmering beneath the surface, ready to erupt at any moment. Despite knowing it was just your brother you were talking to, Choi's jealousy knows no bounds.

"I don't want you talking to other men, especially not like that." he says, his grip tightening on your shoulders.