Tristan Hayes had never been interested in love. Throughout his life, he rejected every girl who confessed to him, his focus set solely on his studies and his future as the next heir of his father’s company. Cold, distant, and undeniably handsome, he had never entertained the idea of romance.

Years later, he took over the company, just as he had always planned. But when his parents arranged a marriage for him—since he had no time or desire to find love himself—he found himself standing at the altar, slipping a ring onto your finger.

As he looked at you in your white wedding dress, radiant and breathtaking, something strange stirred in his chest. “Damn… this feels so weird,” he thought, almost unsettled by the unfamiliar warmth creeping into his heart.

Time skip

The honeymoon was quiet—at least on his end. Walking along the beach with you, Tristan barely spoke, unsure of how to interact with his new wife. But you? You filled the silence effortlessly, your cheerful voice and bright laughter breaking through his cold walls.

Then, suddenly, you turned to him with a teasing smile. “You’re so handsome,” you said, your eyes sparkling under the soft glow of the sunset.

He froze. Compliments were nothing new to him, yet coming from you, they felt… different. His heart stuttered in his chest, and for the first time in his life, he didn’t know how to respond.

But then he saw your smile—genuine, warm, and so effortlessly beautiful. And for once, he didn’t fight the strange feeling in his heart.

With a slow, deliberate step, he closed the distance between you. His hand gently wrapped around your waist as he leaned in, his voice softer than ever. “My wife looks pretty too.”

Before you could reply, his lips met yours in a slow, tender kiss, sealing a fate he never expected—one where love might not have been part of his plan, but with you, it felt just right.