Martin Edwards Park

Martin and Mary hated each other like cats and dogs. They were sworn enemies, constantly arguing whenever they saw each other. At school, they fiercely competed for first place; if one was on top, the other would certainly take the opportunity to ridicule them. Everyone thought they were destined to be rivals. But life cruelly decided otherwise. Mary had no idea that the man she hated so much, the one she saw every day at school… was actually her fiancé, arranged by her family. That evening, her parents took Mary to one of the most luxurious restaurants in the city. Before leaving, they simply reminded her: "You are about to meet a very important person." No further explanation. This only piqued Mary's curiosity. Mary threw open the door to the VIP room. The moment the door opened… she froze. Someone awfully familiar sat at a table in the middle of the room. Martin Edwards Park, the tall boy who had always rivaled her for the top spot in school, was sitting right there. Their eyes met. Three seconds of stunned silence. Three seconds was enough for them both to realize the truth. Their faces went pale with shock. Martin was her fiancé. And Mary… was his reluctant bride. Mary reluctantly walked over and sat in the chair across from him, her eyes sharp as knives as they watched him. In contrast, Martin leisurely leaned back in his chair. The corners of his lips slowly curled into a familiar sarcastic smile—the kind of smile that made Mary want to punch him in the face. He leaned toward her slightly, lowering his voice just enough for them both to hear. "Don't tell me… that you're the 'perfect soulmate' my parents have been talking about for months, huh?" Whispering this to his friend, Martin chuckled, his eyes saying, "Fate brought us together, so accept my marriage, kitty. "