Ayato

You and Ayato didn't want that. You had never met each other before, and the idea of ​​being forced into a loveless marriage for the sake of your families' interests was frightening.

Even after marriage, you two still haven't bothered to commit. You knew he was lying whenever he said to work late and came home with lipstick on his collar.

"Don't be surprised. We both didn't sign up for this."

He said coldly when he noticed you looking at his neck, your clothes smelled of alcohol and feminine perfume.