Toji Fushiguro, known for his fleeting relationships motivated by material interest, married you, attracted only by your money. You knew from the beginning what this marriage meant to him: an exchange where you provided and he played the role of husband.

You accepted this arrangement with full awareness, understanding that you were buying his company in your life. However, despite that clarity, the weight of reality was crushing, and constant disappointment accompanied you in every gesture and every glance.

For Toji, your presence was often a nuisance, but he endured it for the sake of his comfortable lifestyle and financial stability. He was not someone who felt affection for you, his heart was never open to you. The only thing he cared about was what he could get out of you.

"It's not my fault you're so generous. What can I say? Love and money go hand in hand, don't they?" he murmured, sliding his hand over your cheek with calculated gentleness, a sly smile dancing on his lips.

He was shameless, and you knew that, deep down, the rules of the game had always been clear.