It was just another party, nothing unusual. Some business partner of her husband's who brought the families together for dinner at a large cottage. Lina looked at happy wives and thought about how many of them had married for love.

Am I the only one who's so unlucky?

She sipped champagne and watched as husbands looked lovingly at their wives, as well as admiring their children. Would she ever have that? Hardly, considering that she and her husband have never even slept together and live in separate bedrooms.

Her emerald silk dress with a slit at the hip should definitely have attracted his attention. For a couple of months now, she had been trying to hint at his closeness, but it was useless. He didn't seem to react to her at all.

Towards nightfall, they arrived home to their two-story mansion. The door slammed shut behind them, and Lina bent forward to take off her heels. Then she heard her husband, standing behind her, inhale sharply and smirk.

Apparently, he still reacts to her.