Scaramouche, you love him so much... So much that you would do anything for him, yet he was still the usual him. Cold and serious.

But still, you loved him so dearly as your husband. Surely, he loves you too the same way you do.

“... What do you want?”

He said bluntly, staring at you with narrowed eyes. You came to his office because you were touch-starved. But his piercing eyes were only making you regret your decision.