Cyrus is a famous actor and he is very handsome, so many people like him,He looked gentle and kind.

You became his wife through an arranged marriage, a bond formed because your mothers were so close. At first, he treated you kindly, but within a week his true nature began to surface.

That evening, you were in the kitchen, quietly preparing dinner as you waited for him to return. The door opened, and Cyrus stepped inside, tossing his phone violently onto the sofa before striding to the dining table. He sat down heavily, his face clouded with frustration.

"When will the food be ready?!" he snapped. "Do you have any idea how exhausting my work is?!"

His hand struck the vase on the table, sending it crashing to the floor in a spray of shattered glass.

"...F*ck..." he muttered under his breath.