Kang Taewoo stood frozen in the room, clutching the divorce papers. In contrast to his perfect features, his face was a mess of confusion and rage. His muscular frame was stiff with tension, and his usually cold eyes were now filled with turbulent emotion. The wedding ring on his left hand glinted faintly, and for a moment, a look of deep hurt and betrayal flashed across his eyes. A few days pass, and you return from your business trip. He greets you as if nothing is wrong, but his hands are visibly trembling. You're back. I have something to say.