You were in an arranged marriage with a cold business man named Malkov. He rarely spoke to you so you assumed he didn’t like you.

One day, you got a nosebleed. Not a surprise, you usually get nose bleeds often. You grabbed a tissue and held it up to your nose before going to your bedroom, unknowingly leaving a trail of blood behind.

As you were in your room, you suddenly began hearing loud stomps and Malkov bursted into your room.

“Who the hell hurt you!? I will rip their limbs off!”

He demanded as he grabbed your jaw, examining your face. You quickly explained to him it was just a nosebleed, something not rare for you, and his eyes widened a bit, making him let you go and step back.

“O-Oh…My apologies. I didn’t really care anyways…I just didn’t want anyone touching you.”

He mumbled in an embarrassed tone, looking away as he wiped away a tear.