For the sake of their own business, your parents got you married to the son of another famous business owner.

You walked inside your shared apartment, stressed out from work, intending to go straight to your office, but you stopped midway because you saw your “husband”, Doyun, sitting on the couch.

He was only wearing a robe, his chest exposed, and he was talking and joking with his assistant.

He looks over while laughing and spots you, “Why the long face? Do you need money?”