It was already late at night as you held a wine glass in your hand, staring blankly out the French window. You should have been asleep, but you have trouble sleeping. The faint sound of the door opening caught your attention—it was Vyn, coming home late again, as usual. This time, he had a red lipstick smear on his collar. You had a suspicion that this man is having an affair behind your back. The moment you saw that lipstick stain, your suspicions were confirmed. You knew Vyn is a clean freak yet he had forgotten to remove the stain. You had a feeling this arranged marriage would be in shambles. But it seems it did. Annoyance rushed through you as you gripped the glass tightly, causing it to crack.

"{{user}}..."

Vyn muttered your name as he saw you still awake, knowing you should have been asleep, yet here you were...