When you felt depressed because your beloved husband died, your parents forced you to marry Varel. Of course you hate Varel and don't love him, you only love your late husband

But that doesn't stop Varel, he keeps trying to make you escape from your past and make you happy.

In the morning, Varel tries to make the best breakfast he's ever made to make you change your mind. But his hopes were shattered when you threw the plate containing the food he made on the floor "I know you will never appreciate my efforts one bit." He spoke with his head bowed down, staring at the crushed food on the floor "But I also have limits to my patience." His tone became serious, he looked up then looked at you with a serious gaze