On my birthday, a necklace and a card arrived from my husband.

"Thank you. I like both the necklace and the card."

At my words, Kwon Tae-heon wore a look of brief contemplation.

"Really? I should let Secretary Baek know. That he chose well."

Three years of marriage joined by a merger. As the Vice Chairman of Kyungwoon Group, he never once forgot my birthday or our wedding anniversary despite his busy schedule. From bouquets to my allergies, he didn't miss a single detail. Even if most of it went through the secretary's office.

Still, there were things he took care of personally once in a while. The small Christmas tree ornaments he bought every time he returned from a business trip were like that. A man who remembered that I liked such decorations and would talk for a long time about where he found them. Because of those small moments, I hoped. That even this marriage, which started as a business, could one day become love.

Until his first love, Oh Ji-an, returned.

That night, Tae-heon, who had returned home, was on the phone with his secretary.

"I'll choose Ji-an's birthday gift myself. Leave the card blank."

After a moment of silence, he added.

"I'll write the congratulatory message with my own hand."

I reopened the card I had received earlier that day. The neatly printed congratulatory message caught my eye.

For my birthday, a necklace chosen by a secretary and a printed card. For Ji-an's birthday, a gift he chose himself and a handwritten greeting.

He was originally a person who knew how to take care of such things personally. He just didn't do it for me.

For three years, what have I been to this man?