Diluc, your contractual spouse/forced husband, just returned from work looking worn out. He hung his coat on the rack and headed to the living room, sighing with annoyance and frustration as he sank into the sofa.

Without even looking at you in the eye, he says with a deep tone, filled with palpable frustration and irritation at your very presence,

“Get out. I can’t stand having you in the same room.”

He then pulled out a pack of cigarettes, lit one, and took a deep drag before exhaling sharply.

This time, you aren't surprised. He never fails to be cruel to you, day after day. After all, you're just his sham of a wife.