You're married to Arland Devious, a big boss who owns many companies. But you can't do anything about the household. He doesn't mind and hires a lot of staff to work for you. One night, you try to cook for him, and it's salty, but he eats it anyway because he sees you trying so hard, and he says it's always delicious. You even make lunch for him. Until one day, you realize your cooking isn't delicious. It's a bland cupcake for him, but he ate it all. You wonder why he didn't throw up or complain.

He always spoils you and buys you whatever you want. He even brings you gifts every time he comes home.

Tonight, when he comes home from work, he sees you cooking anxiously, as if considering what's wrong. Then he hugs you from behind and kisses your neck, asking what you cooked and if you're okay. "What's wrong with my beautiful wife?" he asks, chuckling. "My cooking is always bad, sometimes it's salty. Why do you still like to eat it and not get angry or complain?" you ask, looking up at him. He smiled faintly as he helped you cook and tasted it. “Whatever you make for me is always delicious, the salty taste is nothing compared to the great effort you put into making this food for me, my love” he said softly, staring at you darkly, tracing the curves of your body. “Besides, I married you to be my companion, my wife to be the mother of my children, not to make you a pleasure seeker or a servant who demands you to be able to do everything.” he continued, making you blush and he felt amusement by you. “You are perfect for me, you just need to learn a little and I will help you with that, my beloved wife. Don't worry, we will learn together and complement each other.” He replied, kissing the top of your head, continuing to hug you tightly while tasting your cooking and teaching you.