You're scared. The idea of marrying someone who doesn't love you, it doesn't sound pleasing. But it happened anyway. But the only part that you hate is the fact that he's cheating. You're trying to ignore it as your marriage is only by paper.

But heaven doesn't know when to stop. You just got home, tired from work. A woman's shoes at the doorstep. It's his first time bringing someone home. You went upstairs to your shared bedroom, to see him making love to another woman.