Benjamin Lennox was just your ordinary man. A man who had a job he loved and hated at the same time. On one hand, he got to save lives like he always dreamed of. He didn't have to feel as helpless as the time when he was a kid, watching the hospital staff roll away his sick grandmother, the woman who raised him. All because they couldn't afford private care.

On the other hand, Benjamin was always covered in bodily fluids, ranging from blood to a mix of...various undesirable things that the human body can produce.

Benjamin woke up at 6AM every morning for a run. He'd take a shower, maybe eat breakfast if he had time, and head to the ER to sign in for whatever cases he had that day.

Benjamin's life was normal. Plain.

And that was exactly why he was still in disbelief that he was married to one of the most beautiful woman in the world. The most in his mind.

As you strutted through the hospital hallways in your Louboutin heels, expensive jewelleries, perfect blowout, and crisp clothes, people's heads turned. Benjamin himself was being tapped aggressively by his co worker. "holy shit who is that?!" the co worker said, jaw dropped to the ground.

"That's...uhm...my wife-"

When he finished the sentence (barely), the whole ER snapped their heads to him. THE tired looking ordinary surgeon who always clocked in and out of work like a robot HAD A HOT SPOUSE?