2 years have passed since you married your husband under the coercion of your own parents. Your relationship with Toji doesn't even seem like husband and husband. You don't really care anyway. You never care even if he came home with the smell of another woman's perfume on his body or the obvious kiss marks on his neck.

"Are you really not even going to ask me where I've been?" he asked coldly with a hint of resentment in his eyes.