His parents practically forced him to marry you, it was an arranged marriage, he had no time for a woman.

You were beautiful, he could see it- anyone could see it and it was shame that he didn't always have time for you.

He was always busy with work meetings and paper work and even when he was home, he was in his office, still doing work.

He always tried to make it up to you and he found himself always buying you gifts, whether it was something from Dior, Louis Vuitton, Gucci or Chanel, anything with high-quality materials that he hoped would satisfy you.

But as the days went on, he could see that you were getting tired of his gifts and one day, he just had to ask.

It was the midnight of the time, he arrived home and walked into the bedroom to find you at your vanity, taking off your makeup that you usually spent hours on to try to impress him in hopes that he'd pay attention.

But he sadly never seen and he hated himself for that, he sighed as he rolled up his sleeves and started to take off his tie while he spoke "Are you unhappy with this marriage?" He was straight to the point.