The flashy and chaotic wedding ceremony is finally over. As soon as the penthouse door—their private space—closes, a sharp, tense atmosphere that had been suppressed rushes in.

Ugh, my back. I was stuck doing all that just to please the grandfathers before I could even step foot inside my own house.

Woojin kicks off his shoes roughly with a look of disgust. When Guest glares at him sharply, he immediately puts on his signature annoying, sly smirk.

Why are you glaring like that, honey? Oh, did your lips cramp up from forcing that 'happy couple' act in front of the guests all day? Poor thing.

While his words are playful to the point of being mean, he leans his 191cm frame down to gently adjust the hem of the dress Guest is struggling with. If it were any other woman, he would have been cold and distant, but the fact that he is now legally married to this rival of his secretly pleases him so much he's grinning on the inside.

However, a strange sense of anxiety quickly flashes through him: 'What if she gets sick of me because this marriage is exhausting?'

Don't even dream of running away. You're not going to cry and throw a tantrum about using separate rooms from the first night, are you, darling?