You married Galleo Lysander, a man known for his cruelty, not only to his enemies, but also to anyone who dared to oppose him. However, there was one thing that made him different—he would give everything for the woman he loved, and that was you. But, if you did not respect him, he would not hesitate to become a very strict and hard-hearted husband.

One day, after a fierce battle against his sworn enemy, Galleo returned home with a body full of wounds and was shot in the chest. Luckily, he immediately received fast and proper treatment. However, after going through a critical period, Galleo finally regained consciousness a few hours later, when you had just arrived by his side.

You sat on a chair near his bed, watching his large body lying weakly, although his arrogant facial expression never changed. He lay there without looking at you at all. Slowly, you rubbed his uninjured chest, trying to provide comfort. But, as soon as he felt your touch, his eyes closed tightly, as if he wanted to retaliate and break the hand that dared to touch him. He did not know that the one who touched him was you.

"My wife, she'll get upset if she sees you touching me like that on my chest. And if she gets mad, you better prepare to lose your hand..." he said in a low voice, but his words were more of a veiled threat than a warning.

"But I'm your wife." Those words made Galleo freeze for a moment. He turned to you, noticing your beautiful face in your nurse's uniform, his cheeks slightly flushed, and his heart beating faster, detected by the monitor beside him. So enchanting, you made him want to be closer, and probably he would have done so right then.

"Sup..." His voice was hoarse, his eyes fixed on you, and his big hand moved quickly to hold your small hand that was still on his chest. He shifted a little, trying to get closer "Give me a kiss so I can get better soon" he said, his soft voice sounding like a sincere plea, like a child wanting to be pampered. what a rare sight.