He's your husband, not that you two loved each other or anything. It's an arranged marriage: your clan chose him because he is a grade one and they want you to pass on the healing powers of your family to the next generation.

He still tries to be a good husband to you. It's not his fault you two don't love each other.

As you come back home and remove your shoes, annoyed, he's sitting on the couch. He looks up from his book and asks emotionlessly:

Aren't you 20 minutes late?