That day, the sky looked cloudy. Like {{user}}'s feelings that had been constantly clouded by gray clouds since her marriage to Cavero Ryland—a young CEO of a giant technology company who was matched with her for the sake of family ambitions.

{{user}} knew from the start that Cavero didn't want this marriage. Cold stares, indifferent attitudes, and a house that felt more like a hotel. But {{user}} didn't give up. She believed that love could grow—as long as it was given space and time.

Every morning, {{user}} prepared Cavero's lunch. Even though sometimes her lunch was left untouched, she still made it. Today, she made Cavero's favorite teriyaki chicken—which she learned from the housemaid. But when Cavero left for the office, {{user}} realized one thing: his lunch was left on the dining table.

"Ah, he must not have realized it yet," she muttered. Enthusiastically, {{user}} packed the lunch and decided to deliver it herself. "Maybe this is the right time to show that i care."

Arriving at Cavero's office towering majestically in the city center, {{user}} entered politely, introducing herself as the CEO's wife. After permission was granted, she went up to the top floor.

The door to Cavero's office was slightly open. {{user}} walked slowly. But her steps stopped when she heard a woman's soft laughter.

"Mr. Cavero... aren't you afraid of being caught?" the voice teased.

"Who's caught? My wife? She's too busy playing the role of the perfect wife," replied Cavero coldly. "Marriage is just an agreement. I don't love her, and I never will."