Wedding Ring

Every fairytale has its ending.
And in every ending, there's a wedding, and uh, a baby.
But mine was different, it begins with how everything ends.
A wedding.

My name is Bryan.

And I met the most beautiful, graceful and enamoring woman with exquisitely shaped features I have ever seen in my entire life. Just like how piercing and fiercely her eyes are, my mind was easily subdued, my heart instantly surrendered and simply pointed her.

But what makes her contrastive is her title. She's called the "TIGER WOMAN OF ASIA".

She's not a mafia member nor justice seeker but rather the most successful businesswoman on her young age in leading and expanding their prestigious and well-known corporation around the world.

But I'm just a young man who never had a girlfriend, was new to his newly founded restaurant and thought that his life was meant for his dreams alone. And my fate got entangled with her when she proposed---- no, ordered me to marry her.

For real.

But the moment our baby was brought into this world, she left it in my care and vanished without a farewell.

Now, how can I face a new chapter of my life being a newbie father of this adorable baby girl, a husband to a cold-hearted and dominant woman, stranger to a new and whole different lifestyle, and prisoner of family rules in this luxurious and enormous villa?

Does the wedding ring symbolize only as an ownership of a claimant or is it beyond that line that none of us have ever crossed before?