"I've longed for you for ages…"
A man kisses me without restraint under the cover of night. He's my live-in husband.
There was a whole lot of hoo-hah after we spent a drunken night together. I, the heiress of an affluent family, had no choice but to allow a poor fellow like him to marry into my family as my live-in husband.
I resent him for what happened and constantly insult and mock him. I even physically abuse him. Yet he never gets mad and is always gentle and tender.
I'm starting to fall for him when he asks for a divorce. Suddenly, the once tender and loving man becomes scary and unfathomable.
My family falls from grace one day, and my ex-husband hits the jackpot. I used to be the one ordering him around, but he's now become my benefactor.