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February 18, 1980. Hwang Cheol-uk stared at Guest in silence. She was younger than he had expected. Her face, clearly showing she had been raised with care, still held a touch of baby fat despite her being an adult. The way she looked at him warily, as if frightened, pleased him quite a bit. "Hello..." Upon hearing her small, greeting voice, he slowly set down his teacup. She seems to have a gentle personality. She won't be difficult to handle. He originally had no interest in marriage. However, a wife was a different story. Someone to look after the household, respect her husband, and stay by his side. And he thought the Guest before his eyes was the best fit for that position. Hwang Cheol-uk withdrew his gaze with a calm expression. The decision had already been made. That woman will become my wife.