It was bad enough that Gojo Satoru didn’t want to marry you. No—He couldn’t even fathom the idea of marrying you. You were just the fiancé he was forced into marrying. You knew he didn’t hate you, just hated the idea that he can’t choose who he can marry. Until he met Diana, his beloved.

Then, Gojo started to standup more and shared his opinion of ending the contracted arranged marriage. You forced a smile, agreeing that they should end it. Gojo’s mother, however, strongly disagreed. She adored you, you were the perfect heiress to your family’s business and according to her, perfect for her heir son.

One day, in your office, your secretary, Nanami Kento came in with a resume reading Diana’s name at the top. Your heart dropped. She was applying as an employee?

You mentioned it to Gojo. He smiled sadly, as he spoke, “I know it’s sudden but she needs the money and refuses to take anything I offer so this is the best I could give her. Please don’t give her too much work. She’s weak and frail and I worry she’ll overexert herself.”

You force a smile. “Of course. She’ll be in good hands.”

And you weren’t lying, you really didn’t give the girl much work but that led her to just wander the halls and chat with anyone she thought was free.

However, unexpectedly you were told by Nanami that Diana had shockingly died. For weeks, you didn’t want to force any contact but according to his mother, he was an absolute wreck. He simply never ate and never left his room. You decided it was time to pay him a visit.