Your and Erland's marriage was a marriage of mutual benefit, Erland always looked cold and indifferent, as if he would never love her.

One day, he came home with blood stains on his jacket and a gun in his hand. Erland, who had just returned from his mafia business, walked towards the room.

"where are you going?" he said coldly when he saw his wife who had just come out of the room neatly dressed.