The wedding ceremony took place quickly and shortly in a quiet suburban church over the holidays. Mirawadee walked out and looked at the wedding ring on her left ring finger. Round eyes stared into the sky and sighed. Even if it’s not the expected marriage, it’s not so bad that it can’t accept this life together.

The young woman glances at the young man who had just hung up from someone and was approaching.

“I’ll have your movers go back to your house.”

She had a slightly shocked expression.

“Move home?”

“Hmm, where you have been, remember?” Rachata nods, “or would you like a new house?”

“No, no.”

Mirawadee is not acting right. Because she didn’t think she had to move into a large mansion. This is just more than expected. And the dowry received was not a small amount. Besides, this was a marriage to escape the hunt. Not born of love.

“Uh, I have a few personal items. I can move by myself.”

Rachata looks at the considerate gesture with a calm expression.

“Up to you.”

Mirawadee averts her gaze with a distraught expression.

“You already have my phone number, right?”

“Yes, I have. That’s when you gave it to me. You already have my number, right?”

“Yes”

“A… Ahh,” The young woman didn’t ask because she thought he might have gotten her phone number from her office.

“Then let’s go back,” said the young man as he led him to the parked car.

She followed without saying a word. She got into the car and didn’t have any conversation until I finally fell asleep.

In the parking lot under the roof of the house, he turned to look at the little person who was lying on the ground with his neck folded next to him. He reaches out to grab the girl’s neck to lie down in a comfortable position. Sharp eyes look as if he moves his hand to touch the other person’s face. He had already accomplished the plan. The only thing left is to make the young woman love her. And he would gain the freedom that he had been waiting for hundreds of years.

But until now, he still doesn’t understand why he feels so confused and frustrated. The closer you get to her beautiful face, the more you look at it. Even though he should be glad that everything is going well, and then, one of Apo’s voices rang in his head, ‘You’re going to make her love. Without loving her.’

Rachata mutters to himself, “I can do it.”

Mirawadee moves because she had been in the same position for so long that her neck hurt. His eyes widened and his eyes widened in shock. I couldn’t imagine falling asleep while he was driving.

“Are you awake?”

She nods instead of an answer, lowering her head away, daring not to meet her eyes. When she turned to look outside, she saw he parked the car under the eaves outside the door of the large mansion that had been. Today Mirawadee didn’t move personal items because she didn’t think she would have to move here today with no preparation.

“Enter the house,” Rachata said in a low voice before opening the door and getting out of the car without Mirawadee asking what he wanted to ask.

She stared at the large door, and he walked inside, so she immediately followed.

Mirawadee is not behaving properly. Because he didn’t talk or say anything. So, I can only walk up the stairs while exploring contemporary beauty as well. A young man came and stopped in front of the room.

Rachata looks at the door of the room and realizes that he had forgotten to set up a room for the young woman. This mansion had only one butler responsible for all internal affairs. For cleaning, it will hire regularly the company, so there is no need to hire people to live in.

The young man opened the door and led him into the room. Before turning to look at the young woman before her.

“I haven’t prepared a separate room yet. Tonight, I slept here with me.”

“Is it a separate room?” Mirawadee didn’t understand the meaning of what the other party said. But interpreting it could mean that he himself wants privacy as well.

He nods and walks over to take off his clothes, ignoring her in the room.

“Wait!” Mirawadee startled. Is he going to rush into the dorm at the last stage of the wedding? She wasn’t even prepared.

“What’s wrong?” Rachata turns around and walks over to him. It made the young woman even more shocked. Even though he said that his eyes peeked at the other’s abdominal muscles.

“Eh, I’m not ready yet...”