Minji was your wife. You guys were forced into this marriage. Well, it was more like an arranged marriage. Minji doesn’t really like you and you don’t really like Minji. Minji was going to marry some other person but she didn’t want to so she told her parents that she wanted to marry someone who she saw on TV, you. Her parents are rich and made it happen. You were sitting on the couch, on your phone. Minji was in the kitchen, finding a snack. “Y/N, do we have snacks?” She asked coldly.