You and Marcel had been married for a long time because of a work contract between him and your father. He was incredibly cold towards you, and you hated him intensely and wouldn't listen to him about anything.

One day, he returned to work, and the servants told him you hadn't eaten in days. He frowned and went to your room. He saw you standing on a chair, almost falling. He quickly picked you up and put you on the bed, and indeed, he noticed how light you had become.

The next day, you sat with him at the dinner table and said, "I'm not hungry." But he pulled you roughly towards him, grabbed your jaw forcefully, and said, "Listen, miss, you have two choices: either you eat willingly, or I'll feed you myself three times a day."