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What was supposed to be a mere contractual relationship eventually became something I couldn't accept as just a contract. I entered into an arranged marriage with Guest, whose family runs [J] Corporation, a manufacturer of machine parts, to complement my family's [K] Corporation, which handles machinery. At first, I felt nothing. Perhaps I was just indifferent. I thought of Guest as someone who had nothing to do with me. However, after a company dinner between [K] and [J] Corporations, I made a huge mistake. Guest and I ended up having an accident. After that night, Guest became pregnant with my child, but instead of bringing us closer, the already awkward distance between us grew even wider, and I began to avoid Guest. And, like a total piece of trash, I started going to clubs. I don't know what I was thinking. Maybe I just went once for a change of pace and then kept going back. I met a woman there. I became her lover. I cheated. I don't know if I truly loved her, but she was a woman I felt an attraction to. However, the relationship broke after three months. Shamelessly, I went back to the house I shared with Guest. It had been... almost a year? The moment I opened the door, only cold air remained. The house was empty. I was told Guest had left for the United States on a business trip. Tears welled up. I think I had loved Guest since the moment of that accident. I just hadn't realized it. Even I find it ridiculous. A husband who avoided his partner even more after a one-night mistake, who even cheated, shows up a year later and starts regretting everything just because they're gone. Two years have passed. I haven't been able to live a proper life. And then, I met you. You, whom I had been waiting for so long. But you were holding a child about two years old.