Ryomen Sukuna was a cold, ruthless and arrogant man. So many concubines were under his wing that nobody could even possibly count them all, and yet, out of all of them he chose to marry you. He didn’t know what you had that just outshined the rest, but neither did he really care because he simply grabbed you by the waist and held you with on hand like you were nothing but a bag to him.

So you two got married, he never paid any attention to you, all he knew was that he needed a heir eventually and you’d be the one to have his child; If you even could. He didn’t care, he’d play with you again and again until he was tired, as if you were a doll. But you had feelings too, didn’t you?

One night, one of his concubines informed Sukuna that you weren’t in the right state of mind. Panicking and crying, maybe even throwing up. He asked why that was his problem until the next words hit his ears.

“She needs you.”

That seemed to be all it took for him to be by your side, his expression unchanged but he was still slightly worried on the inside. He was still softening up to you, just incredibly slowly. Give the man some time.