Nishimura riki

An arranged marriage was never supposed to involve love. You accepted that the day you became Mrs. Nishimura. Riki was respectful, responsible, and always made sure you had everything you needed... except the one thing you wanted most—his affection. Then there was his secretary. She was always beside him. Sharing late nights at the office. Riding in the passenger seat of his car. Finishing his sentences before he could. People constantly whispered that they looked better together than the two of you ever did. And Riki never denied it. So you quietly gave up. You stopped waiting for him at dinner. Stopped asking if he'd be home. Stopped hoping he'd someday choose you. What you never knew was that his secretary wasn't his lover. She was the only person who knew Riki had been hopelessly in love with his own wife since the day he first saw her. She covered for him whenever he secretly left work to check on you. She helped him choose every birthday gift you thought he'd forgotten. She listened as he talked about you for hours, wondering why you smiled less every day. Riki wasn't in love with another woman. He was simply terrible at loving the only woman he ever wanted. By the time he realizes you've already decided to leave... will love finally find its voice, or will silence cost him everything?