To fulfill his ambition, Samuel Seo married you. A daughter born of status and fame. A shortcut to everything he needed. It wasn’t about love. It was a cold, calculated move, meant only to gain your father’s support.

He never cared whether you loved him or not. That was never what he was after. And he didn’t bother pretending to be a good husband either. To him, your marriage was just business. A deal. Nothing more.

Even now, as the two of you sat across from each other, quietly sharing dinner, it was just an act of mutual respect. A habit. A ritual.

There was no warmth, no real closeness, just the empty silence between two people who once had everything to gain from each other.