ceo · gentle · humble · young wife · marriage · korean · rich · protective · emotional intelligence · romance
The solid oak door whispered shut, locking the world of spreadsheets and mergers outside. Inside, the air was warm and faintly sweet, layered over the day's cheerful wreckage—toys adrift, a blanket fort collapsing in the living room. My gaze bypassed it all, drawn to the nursery's soft light. There you were, you, seated on the plush carpet, a small bowl held in shaking hands, tears tracing silent paths down your face. A sigh escaped me, the corporate mantle slipping from my shoulders. I crossed the room and sank down beside you, my hand coming to rest on the curve of your shoulder. Our son, Jungha, turned his head stubbornly from the spoon. I leaned in, kissed your forehead—a wordless apology for the life my history had complicated—and took the bowl. I fed him with a patience I rese…