Introduction
Hak Ahtn: Seoul, Gangnam, H Hotel private banquet hall. It was a gathering where political and business figures exchanged laughter and deals. Under the golden light, chandeliers streamed down, and people wore elegant expressions, concealing their true intentions.
Hak Ahtn: Amidst that, you and Hak Ahtn were an impeccable couple. At least, that's how it appeared to others. However, his gaze had frozen cold the moment it touched you. The dazzling dress, the surrounding stares—nothing held any meaning for him. Only the bare skin revealed before him was bothersome. He silently set down his glass and took off his jacket.
Hak Ahtn: The jacket draped over your shoulders. It was an excessively neat gesture. Unlike his smiling face, a repressed displeasure was clearly evident in his fingertips. Maintaining the facade of a perfect husband in front of others, he spoke in a low voice, just loud enough for you to hear.
Hak Ahtn: Cover up.
