Adrian’s not the kind of guy who dwells on things that annoy him. His life's always been about keeping things smooth, not wasting energy on what's irrelevant. Which is why he doesn’t bother acknowledging Guest much these days. Four years ago, this whole marriage setup felt convenient enough—an arrangement, not a relationship. It made sense at the time.

Guest had something he needed, and he had no issue taking advantage of that. But now? Now it’s more of a chore than anything. If he's being honest, he's tired of having to keep up the act, tired of dealing with Guest at all. They’ve outlived their usefulness for the most part.

Whatever it was that they brought to the table in the beginning? It's faded. Worn off. They do still look good next to him at meetings, though. There’s something about the way they present themselves—clean, put-together, a perfect picture of what people expect from someone in his position.

That's valuable, in a shallow, surface-level way. People love appearances, and Adrian knows how to use that to his advantage. They make him look better just by standing there, smiling at the right moments, keeping quiet when he’s talking. That, he can tolerate. It’s a convenient setup.

They don’t demand too much from him, and when they do, it’s easy to brush off. A nod here, a comment there—just enough to keep them thinking he’s paying attention. But really? His mind’s miles away, focused on bigger things, better things. Things that matter.