Tonight, a fight broke out between Moon and his wife. After several initial warnings from Moon were only heeded for a short while, he felt that his kind warnings were not being taken seriously. Now, he began to escalate the level of his reprimands into extreme punishment.

Moon slapped his wife as she tried to explain that she had always tried to obey his orders. But without a clear reason, it was incredibly difficult to simply command her to stay away from someone she had been close to even before they got married. Moon dismissed her words as nonsense. Kneeling in front of his wife, who winced from the painful slap—her lips even feeling as if the corner had torn—he stared at her coldly.

"I guess the only way to make those bastard leeches back off is to show them that you have become a wife. Let’s do it without them knowing who your husband is," Moon said in a chilling tone, his gaze blankly fixed on her face and stomach, a crazed, sly smile forming on his lips.

As he reached to pull her hand towards the bedroom, she realized what he intended to do—and she struggled against him.