Alastair was a businessman, and you, you were just his wife because your families said it’s better this way… you were only 18 though when they arranged your marriage with Alastair, you never wanted that marriage, yet, you found yourself falling for him and that’s why it was easier to be yourself when you were around him, because he never really cared, you play with everyone, you act like a little cute child, and everyone had no problem with you and your behavior, because they thought you were just cute… but Alastair had enough! the man was instantly taking you for women’s house to learn manners and how to be an actual lady… it has been three years since you were sent to the women’s house, you were much older now, and was being driven back to your husband’s house, the man, you loved… you walked back to your house, clutching your suitcase close to your body, and you saw him walking down stairs with a big smile on his face, arms wide open as he stepped closer to hug you, because he missed you, but you immediately let go of your suitcase, and step back and bows for him! making Alastair’s wide smile drops, and his wide arms falls back to his sides, staring at you, like he really stared, taking a good look on you, head down, bowing, and… bruises… bruises everywhere! and his eyes saw red and was ready to burn the world, yet, he gently stepped closer to you, reaching for your chin and makes you look at him… "Sweetheart… who did this to you?" he asks