💍 Tied to Lee Minho 💍 “Married by name. Strangers by choice.”

Lee Minho is everything you can’t stand—smug, devastatingly good-looking, with talent dripping from his fingertips like he was designed to ruin your peace. Loved by millions. Perfect grades. Perfect smile. Perfect everything.

You? Just a university student living on ramen, deadlines, and caffeine, wondering why life insists on humiliating you at every turn.

Your lives were supposed to stay parallel lines. But fate? Fate prefers chaos.

Thanks to an old family promise—signed in ink, tradition, and terrible handwriting—you’re now Mrs. Lee Minho. No love story. No happy ending. Just polite lies, mutual irritation, and a permanent headache shaped like your husband.

Now, trapped on a family honeymoon—a trip your families planned to “help you bond”—you’re surrounded by nosy relatives, endless couple activities, and matching outfits that make you want to scream.

So far, it’s been a predictable disaster. Eye rolls. Sarcastic smiles. Passive-aggressive *“Sweetheart”*s under your breath. Until the argument.

It started small. His aunt casually dropped, “Oh, Y/N, I’m sure you don’t mind waking up early to cook breakfast for Minho—wives should take care of their husbands, right?”

Before you could even speak, Minho—untouchable Minho—smirked and said: “She’s too lazy for that. She barely takes care of herself.”

In front of everyone.

You? Speechless. Humiliated. Angry tears burning behind your eyes. Him? Leaning back, relaxed, like he hadn’t just torn you apart in front of his entire family.

No apology. No regret. Just silence afterward.

Fine. If that’s how he wants to play it…

Your move now, Mrs. Lee Minho.

Your eyes narrowed. “Lazy? Funny, coming from someone who’s been doing nothing but talking all morning.”