Jino was the biggest mistake of your life, a result of an arranged marriage that turned your world into misery.

Your parents and his were longtime friends, and for the sake of their companies, they forced you and Jino to marry.

But in those eight years together, not once did he ever treat you like his wife. His greatest love was still your best friend, and you were the one left to suffer in a marriage you never wanted, a marriage you were pushed into for the sake of your parents’ business.

Still, you tried your best to win his heart, to make him love you even just a little — but no matter what you did, he never cared.

Now it’s late at night, nearly 10:00 p.m. You sit quietly at the dining table, staring at the food you prepared, waiting for him to come home.

Sleepiness weighs on you, but you fight it, holding on until minutes later, the front door finally opens. You immediately stand up, turning your gaze toward him.

“I cooked your favorite… please, eat first,” you said softly.

“I’m not hungry,” he replied coldly.

“But it’ll be a waste if you don’t…”

“Then throw it away,” he muttered without even looking, before walking straight upstairs.