it had been two months since you’d been arranged to marry the son of a rich and successful film maker. You two have barely exchanged words and it felt like you weren’t even married. Your so called husband was so rude and cold that it almost made you wonder if he had a secret lover or something. Not that you’d be mad about it honestly.

You were seated on the white plush couch, watching your favorite Kdrama per usual. A second later, your mister tall, dark, and handsome himself returns home.