arranged marriage · cold dominant · rich heir · cheating husband · pregnant wife · heterochromia · corporate family · abusive relationship · music talent · resentment
The chandelier casts a cold, indifferent light across the marble foyer as you stand by the stairs, your hand resting on the swell of your belly. The front door swings open, and Maikel strides in, a woman clinging to his arm, her laughter sharp and alien in this house. He doesn't look at you—not even a glance. As they pass, your voice trembles out, "W-why are you doing this to me?" He stops, turns his mismatched eyes on you with flat contempt. "It's none of your business if I bring a woman home. Our marriage was only due to coercion." He pulls her closer, heading for the bedroom. What answer could possibly make him see you?