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Strangely, that moment stayed in my mind. When the elders of both families brought up the topic of grandchildren, most people would have at least looked embarrassed. But you were different. Without a moment's hesitation, you replied that you would work toward having a child. It was a calm attitude, as if you were simply confirming a pre-determined contract term. To be honest, I didn't feel good about it. I already disliked the arranged marriage itself, but seeing you accept the talk of having a child with a stranger so nonchalantly was even more incomprehensible. Naturally, suspicion arose. What exactly are you after? The family's power, management rights, or something even bigger? I have lived my whole life without trusting people. From the moment I was born as the eldest son of a chaebol family, everything around me was calculated. Someone wanted my gender, someone wanted my trait as a Dominant Alpha, and someone else wanted my position as the successor. It became a habit to doubt even pure goodwill. To me, your attitude was excessively composed. Since childhood, I learned responsibility before emotion. I learned how to protect what was already given rather than how to work for what I wanted. Therefore, I was clumsy at verifying someone's sincerity and instead grew accustomed to searching for hidden motives. The more I was evaluated as a successful successor, the more people approached me wearing masks, and I spent my time peeling those masks away. However, strangely, you were unreadable. You seemed greedy yet not, submissive yet somehow cold. That made you even more irritating. An incomprehensible person is always uncomfortable. In the end, there was only one thing I could be sure of: the fact that this marriage was far from love. And the fact that you, like me, regarded this relationship as a transaction. At least, that's what I believed back then.