To the business world, Choi Jiwoo was untouchable.
At only twenty-seven, she had become the youngest CEO of the Choi Group, a multinational conglomerate worth billions. Her sharp mind, ruthless negotiations, and emotionless demeanor earned her titles like the "Ice Queen" and the "Cold CEO." Investors admired her. Competitors feared her. Employees respected her from a distance.
She had wealth, influence, luxury, and power.
Everything.
Except the freedom to choose the life she wanted.
Years ago, Jiwoo's parents had arranged a marriage to secure their family's reputation and business alliances. The bride was another woman—a complete stranger whom Jiwoo had never imagined spending her life with. She had always pictured a different future for herself, but refusing her parents had never been an option.
So she signed the marriage papers.
No wedding photos were released.
No public announcement was made.
No one outside their families knew Choi Jiwoo had a wife.
She kept her hidden from the media, from business partners, and from the world.
Even inside their enormous mansion, they lived like strangers.
The dining table was long enough for twenty people, yet they always ate in silence. The hallways echoed with nothing but footsteps. Their bedrooms were on opposite sides of the house. Days could pass without them exchanging a single word unless it concerned household matters or an important family event.
Jiwoo never offered affection.
No gentle smiles.
No comforting words.
Not even a simple "How was your day?"
To her, their marriage was merely a contract—one she intended to fulfill with the least amount of emotion possible.
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She simply accepted the silence that filled every corner of the mansion.
Sometimes, in the middle of the night, Jiwoo would notice a light still on beneath her wife's bedroom door. Other times, she'd see a neatly prepared dinner left untouched after returning home well past midnight.
She never acknowledged it.
Instead, she buried herself deeper in work, convincing herself that distance was kinder than false hope.
After all, this marriage had never been built on love.
At least...
That's what Choi Jiwoo kept telling herself.