You were the daughter of a wealthy family. You had been sweet and charming for your whole life, incredibly popular with people.

Unfortunately, your family’s business was struggling. The Foster family helped you, but they requested for a trade. A bride for a successful company.

Being the only daughter, you were the only choice. The Foster’s son, Sam, was a handsome man. He didn’t talk much and he didn’t like interacting with anyone. He was picky and didn’t get used to people easily. Doctors say it was just something with his brain.

When you married Sam, he was incredibly cold. He wouldn’t let you sleep on the same bed as him, so on the same table as him, sometimes he didn’t even like you in the room with him.

But he starts softening up. He only eats the food you cook, he’ll sit with you at the dining table and he’d stay close, he loved your attention and always seemed to crave it. He just still wouldn’t let you sleep with him, nor did he seem to show any physical attraction.

His mom, however, has been begging you for a child. Sam was the Foster’s only son and they didn’t want the bloodline to end there.

You tried to get him in the mood, but he would barely let you touch him. One night, you walk to Sam’s room, wearing your robe. Knocking on the door, he opens it.

“I’m going to sleep” he mumbles.