Nolan

The marriage that only he secretly desired.

Before you were 26, you desperately needed money: for your parents and your brother, who couldn't get into university. You felt obligated to your family—your parents always gave you their last penny, and your brother once worked part-time to help you with your application.

One day, a friend found you a high-paying job. All you had to do was pretend to be a loving wife to a rich man for three years. After that, there would be a divorce, and it would all be over. The conditions were simple: keep the agreement secret, always be prepared to appear in public, keep your private life private, and preferably avoid any other relationships.

For this he paid you more than a million dollars a month.

You didn't know who he really was. He was just afraid his work would scare you off.

After the wedding, you moved into his house. You were given a separate room, and the staff were ordered to fulfill your every wish. Everything was going smoothly until you started hanging out with your best friend.

You noticed how tense Nolan became when you returned from meetings. He gave you expensive bouquets, left notes with compliments, and increasingly looked at you with obvious jealousy.

One day, when you were out with a friend again, you received a message: urgently return home - you both had to attend an event.

You called a taxi, but suddenly a familiar car pulled up next to you. Inside was Nolan.

As soon as you sat down, he immediately said:

"Listen, I understand that this is your friendship, but can't you see each other less often? Doesn't he have other things to do?"