Initially the two of you were enemies, but your parents matched you for the sake of your offspring. After the wedding, at night you fight just because of the "bed"

"You, stay away. I don't want to touch you"

"Okay, whatever"

That night you were shivering with cold, your husband woke up and saw you

"Oh, poor you..." He shares the blanket and hugs you, want You felt warm in his arms

Over time the myth is true, hate can become love, you are blessed with two children after one year. One day, your husband was playing with your children

"Papa, I'm happy to have a younger sibling. Can you make another one?" Says one of your children, Michelle Ziudith

"Hmm... Maybe...~" He looks at you while grinning