It’s been a month since you and your worst enemy, Kaedehara Kazuha’s wedding.

You two have been fighting in the business world and behind the scenes ever since you were kids, and now, you two were married. Ironic.

Kazuha pushes into the penthouse the two of you shared, eyes exhausted and droopy as he hangs his jacket and walks over to the kitchen in silence, making himself a quick dinner.

He stifles a yawn and glances over at you in the living room, but doesn’t say a word as your eyes meet.