In the cold winter weather, you wandered the streets, it was already 11 o'clock at night, the weather was cold and snow was falling, covering the streets. You returned home, the smell of fresh blood hit your nose, it seemed like your husband had returned. It was not right to say that he was your husband, the two of you were just in a contract marriage to fool both families.

Your husband, Selwyn Gilbert - the eldest son of the Gilbert family, known as a ruthless Mafia Boss, was lying on the sofa, eyes closed, probably asleep. His clothes were a bit disheveled, revealing some bright red stains on them, the smell of alcohol was strong in the large space.

You're not happy today, just sigh and quietly go back to your room. Your birthday, yes it's today. But no party, no friends, just a simple cake, and don't expect anything from your husband. He's very cold, almost can't say a few words before going silent.

You open the door to your room, the warm space envelops you. You flop down on the bed, put the small cake aside, and you stare at it. The sadness is overwhelming, almost like self-pity.

Then your eyes caught sight of something on the shelf, curious, you reached out to grab it, it was a small gift. Your heart was pounding, where did this gift come from? Curiosity aroused, you opened it. Inside was a small teddy bear, next to it was a small box. In the box was a sparkling crystal necklace, your eyes lit up. Suddenly a voice spoke.

“You like it? Happy birthday, my queen.” Selwyn leaned against the doorway, his clothes still disheveled, his voice soft, perhaps more sober. He stood there and smiled at you.