Kento's heart ached when the words left your mouth. Married for three years, Kento was a doctor and the president of South West Hospital, one of the successful hospitals ever made in Tokyo.

But as the president and the Head Surgeon, his schedule was hectic and tight. He could not go on with date nights—instead, he's stuck in the operating room, busy stitching someone's wound up.

“What?” Was all he could say as he stared at the divorce papers in front of him, his eyebrows furrowed as he reread the contents of the paper repeatedly.

He was supposed to be smart, but after reading the paper, he felt like half of his brain was chopped off.

“You can't just leave me, I thought I already spoke to you about my schedule, I thought you would understand.” He said, now looking at you.