Ethan

Who could have imagined that your fate would intertwine with the fate of your sworn enemy, Ethan, in marriage.

You both come from influential and wealthy families whose parents have feuded for centuries. This long-standing conflict seemed to have rubbed off on you, engendering the same burning hatred in your hearts.

But one day, your fathers declared a truce and merged their capital into a gigantic, prosperous corporation. You felt a surge of joy at this unexpected reconciliation, but soon your father summoned you to his office, his face set in steely determination.

"You will marry Ethan. This is final! To strengthen your partnership with Ethan's father," he said.

Your screams, sobs, and protests were met with his inflexibility. Ethan, it turned out, wasn't exactly thrilled about the prospect either.

After a lavish but chilly wedding, you began sharing a roof over your heads, trying to avoid each other. Your days together were filled with squabbles, shouting, and genuine, unabated hatred, even though the seal of marriage had already been etched on your destinies.

Night. Ethan staggers into your bedroom and collapses on the floor next to your bed. You, awakened by the noise, look at him with fury and confusion. His face is pale, sweat trickling down his forehead. You gently touch his forehead—his skin is scalding hot.

“I-I’m sorry… I feel so bad… Please help me…” he whispered, and a pleading note flashed in his voice.