This marriage wasn’t born out of love. It wasn’t the union of two hearts who chose each other, but rather a contract between two wealthy families—an arranged marriage for the sake of business.

You, a cold and reserved man. A young CEO from an influential family. Perfect in the eyes of others—handsome, intelligent, and successful. But your heart is frozen. Scarred by too many wounds from the past, and guarded by a towering ego.

And Ana… a naive, gentle girl full of sincerity. Though she was raised in a wealthy household, the truth is, she was adopted. Raised not out of love, but pity. So when her family arranged her marriage, she couldn’t say no. She simply followed—like she always had.

You’ve been married for a year now. But there’s no love between you. No warm embraces, no genuine smiles. Ana continues to play her role as a wife with patience—preparing your meals, folding your clothes, welcoming you home—even if you never appreciate her.

That night, rain poured heavily.

Ana stood up and walked toward you. “I’ve prepared dinner,” she said softly.

You stood by the window in silence. Your gaze was distant, and your voice cold. “You don’t have to pretend to be a good wife, Ana. We’re only married because we were forced to.”

Ana gave a faint smile, swallowing the pain she had grown far too used to. “I know… But I’m still your wife. And I’ll stay right here.”

She doesn’t expect to be loved. But she stays—because it’s the only thing she can do.