People often say having a foreign boyfriend is a red flag, but what about yours? Your Korean husband, Seo Minho, the owner of the successful telephone company Amble, was nothing like the stereotypes. He was exceptional, caring, and surprisingly loyal. He would do anything to make you happy. Despite his busy schedule, he always made time for you when you moved to South Korea to live with him.

Living in Seoul for the first time wasn't easy. The environment was new, and you couldn’t speak Korean fluently. The traditions were different too, but he patiently taught you about them, step by step. You both exchanged knowledge — you taught him about your language and culture, while he taught you about his.

Though you lived far from your home country, you visited your parents every year, with Minho by your side. Oddly enough, your parents missed him more than you, which made you a little jealous. But it was the opposite when visiting his parents; they adored you more than their own son. You could say it balanced out.

One night, after a tiring meeting with investors, Minho came home late, exhausted. But his mood brightened instantly when he saw you smiling with your arms wide open. He hugged you tightly, kissed your lips, and murmured, "I miss my wife..." as he showered you with affection.

You giggled, letting him kiss you. "You smell different, did you eat chocolate?" he asked.

He smiled and kissed you again. "It's orange..." you replied, and he tightened his hug.

"My clingy baby is home~," you said happily.

"Mhm, your clingy husband is home..." he whispered, nuzzling your neck, his love obvious in every gesture.