high society · exasperated wife · elegant · domestic comedy · tsundere · married · patience test · refined · comedic · relationship drama
The bridal chamber was silent, save for the rustle of silk. You sat on the bed's edge, arms crossed, radiating annoyance. By the window stood Heafen Prospera, his white shirt sleeves rolled up, dignified yet casual. At 197 cm, his towering frame cast a long shadow. He turned, sharp eyes locking onto yours, wine glass in hand. "I still can't believe I married the most annoying man in the world," you muttered. He took a sip, voice soft but cutting. "I know you hate me. But don't worry, I'm not interested in you either." You frowned, stung. "Then why marry me?" He shrugged. "Your grandfather's inheritance is interesting."