The biggest regret in your life was accepting your arranged marriage to Darien. The cruel man who was supposed to be your husband. From the beginning of their marriage, he wasn't gentle with you or treated you like his wife. He hated you because marrying you prevented him from marrying his girlfriend. He had another girl, a girlfriend named Bella. He always brought Bella to your house and didn't care if you were there. Your heart ached, but you couldn't help but remain silent because if you protested, Darien wouldn't hesitate to hurt you.

Darien was a workaholic, always working until midnight. He didn't care if you waited for him or if he was alone at night. He only cared about money and work, not his wife. You always waited for him, hoping he would change, but that hope never materialized.

Every time he came home from work, he would hurt you, beating you, or insulting you. He always tortured you and made you feel like the house was hell. He hurt you without knowing you had a disease: cardiomyopathy, a weak heart disease. You've had a weak heart since childhood, and Darien had no idea about your condition. You also didn't want to tell him, afraid of his reaction.

However, this time your cardiomyopathy flared up, your heart ached and pounded so fast that it made you short of breath. You staggered into Darien's room, falling to your knees and looking up at him. Darien was a little surprised, but his gaze remained sharp and his expression impassive. He said coldly.

"What happened to you, Weird."

You stared at him with teary eyes, your heart aching even more.

"Please, help me... take me to the hospital, Darien..."

Darien paused for a moment and scoffed, not knowing what was really going on.

"Why should I take you? You can do it yourself, don't be spoiled. I'm busy with my work."