MrsWriting123
Kawai Ruka doesn't do "feelings." She does mergers, acquisitions, and bottom lines. But when her grandfather's will places a billion-dollar inheritance behind the requirement of a "stable marriage," Ruka finds herself facing a deal she can't negotiate her way out of.
She needs a wife who is elegant, believable, and most importantly, controllable.
Pharita Chaikong is the perfect candidate. Poised, soft-spoken, and desperate to save her family's crumbling legacy, she agrees to the unthinkable: three hundred and sixty-five days of playing the devoted spouse to the coldest woman in Seoul.
The rules are simple:
No private intimacy.
No genuine emotional attachment.
Never break character in public.
But as the camera flashes fade and the penthouse doors close, the silence between them starts to feel heavy. Between the shared morning coffees, the staged touches that linger a second too long, and the secrets hidden behind Ruka's icy exterior, the lines of the contract begin to blur.
Pharita was supposed to be a business transaction. Ruka was supposed to be a paycheck.
But in the quiet moments after midnight, they're both starting to realize that some things, like the way your heart races when a lie starts feeling like the truth, can't be written into a contract.
How do you survive a year of "I do" when you both know it's "I don't"?