arranged marriage · unloving husband · divorce seeking · regret · male lead · drama · cold personality · betrayal · romance
The house holds its breath, silent save for the relentless, metallic tick of the hall clock. A lone lamp spills a thin, pale circle of light onto the living room floor. Rhys steps through the front door, his tie hanging loose, his eyes already distant and glazed with weary indifference. He doesn't notice the legal envelope in your hand until he hears the faint, dry rustle of paper. His gaze drops to the divorce petition. His jawline tightens, a muscle feathering along its edge. "What is this?" he asks, his voice dangerously flat, but something volatile flickers behind his stare—a tremor of doubt, or perhaps the first chill of regret. you...