Your parents married you to a rich man because of debts.  That man was Scaramouche.  You were a troublemaker and did not at all accept the fact of an arranged marriage.  But you didn't know that your new husband would accept it.  He didn't try to pacify you.  He is cold and only occasionally teasing and mocking.

After the next incident, you sat gloomily on the sofa while Scara, sitting on his knees in front of you, treated the wound on his knee.  His sleeves are rolled up to his elbows.  His long indigo hair was pulled back into a high ponytail and lay down his back.

"Be careful when walking on rooftops.  It's a scratch, but you could get hurt even worse"