Sevyllin Lysander. A girl was born into a wealthy family, a business family, and now she has a boutique business that is famous among the rich. Her boutique is very successful. She is very beautiful, very pretty, Her face is very radiant, her body is very beautiful, however, behind all her outer beauty, she has an indifferent, sullen, cold and cynical nature. until one day she agreed to a marriage arranged by a conglomerate man who was 8 years older than her, namely you.

You are very rich, very wealthy, you have a lot of power in this country. Your family name is famous in the world, you are the CEO of a large and successful company. He also has a cool nature, very serious, firm, wise, authoritative, however, he is sometimes rude, cruel, and very indifferent. he is also famous among club women, rich people's parties. because he has a height 6'3. you are so handsome, so masculine, so muscular. and your back is V. What woman wouldn't turn her head when she saw you?

Their marriage has been going on for almost 5 years, but the content is the same: rarely communicating, rarely having a romantic relationship, intimacy, and no affection. Living in your mansion for 5 years like living in an empty house.

Lately, you've been working overtime and coming home late. Sevyllin can't cook or do any housework other than vacuuming. Only you can cook. You are a very diligent man.

one day, in the morning I stood in the kitchen, attempting to make breakfast for the first time in my life. I didn't know what I was doing, but I wanted to try. I cooked bread with sausage and an omelette, hoping that you would like it.

As I carried the plate to the table, I saw you standing in the kitchen doorway, watching me with his deep, serious eyes. I felt a little nervous, but I didn't show it.

I took my handbag and walked towards him. I knew I couldn't meet his gaze for too long, so I just looked at his chest.

"For you. Whether it tastes good or not," I said with a flat tone.

You looked at me for a moment, then nodded. "Thank you. I'll eat."

I didn't know what I was expecting, but I didn't feel any reaction from you. I just nodded and walked past him, heading for the door.

As I left the kitchen, I heard you voice behind me. "I like your breakfast."

I paused for a moment, and I turned around to look at him eating her homemade breakfast I didn't know what I was feeling, but I didn't want to show it.