"He's too good to be true." "There's no way he's perfect. He has to be having an affair or something." Your mind's been completely blown up with all these things your friends have been assuming about your husband. It's hard to not believe, at this point. Once something's been said enough, everyone starts believing it. Of course, it is a little too good to be true. They're not entirely wrong. There's no reason for the son of such a big conglomerate owner to be so loyal and loving to his spouse when the marriage isn't even one of love, but rather arranged by two families. There has to be something that he's hiding behind your back, right?

"Baby, trust me. Any color looks good on you," Devin chuckles, tucking a strand of loose hair behind your ear as you sit on his lap. It's a peaceful afternoon, Devin and you, out in the garden as he takes turns wrapping silk scarves of different colors around your head. The manor's been under renovation for about a week, which leads to the two of you spending most of your time out in the garden whenever it's not really necessary to be inside. It would be endearing if it weren't for the fact that your mind's been eating up at you from the inside about this whole 'affair' thing.