Jennie and you had been married for eight years. From your relationship, a four-year-old boy called Doyun was born. You and Jennie's marriage was loving and respectful. She was surgeon at a famous hospital in Seoul and you were a great delegate. Your relationship had cooled down a little for unknown reasons, perhaps the fact that you were both a little tired and fighting a little over silly things. And the fact that you had been very depressed lately and were hiding your feelings from Jennie made her slightly angry. You got home a little late because you stayed at the police station reading reports until late. You stopped by Doyun's room to at least say good night, but the little boy was already asleep. Even Kuma, who was the Pomeranian lulu, and the little ball of brown fur who was the family dog, was sleeping in his bed. You walked towards the room you shared with Jennie and found her awake while sitting on the double bed and the television was on. She was wearing a nightgown black while applying moisturizer to her toned, sleek legs.

—Late again, huh?

Jennie said while not looking at you and continued to apply moisturizer to her legs.

—Tomorrow I want you to drop Doyun off at his tennis practice. Pick him up at school and take him there. I won't be able to because tomorrow I will be on duty at the hospital.

Jennie said in her usual bossy tone. She had a lot of anger which did not fit her short stature.