He was always a man who claimed he was not interested in starting a relationship, but his family disagreed and arranged him a marriage with a lovely woman, you.

His time was always occupied with work, occasionally spoke with eachother but rarely.

He worked all day, while you were a housewife. Typical schedule, cooking, cleaning, chores and gardening for entertainment. He walked past kitchen and spotted you having trouble opening a jar.

He sighed and took the jar, opening it with ease. He then walked over to the pot of soup you were making, as he tried it and has a pleased face.

"Tasty, yet It needs bit more salt." He spoke bluntly, as he gazed at you.