At thirty, Ethan Mercer had looks that could rival any celebrity, his muscular frame radiating pure testosterone.
Yet, rumors circulated at his workplace: he had zero interest in women.
Later, Ethan Mercer's behavior grew increasingly bizarre.
One day, colleagues suddenly showed up banging on his door. They were greeted by a shirtless Ethan Mercer wearing a pink apron and holding a spatula: "Spit it out quick, my wife's waiting to eat."
At twenty, fresh out of college and newly employed, Aria Quincy eloped—marrying a man ten years her senior. When hospital colleagues learned her husband was constantly away from home, they all advised Aria Quincy: "You're still young and beautiful. Divorce him quickly while you can. Find yourself a wealthy rich second-generation heir—that's the reliable choice."
Meanwhile, after meeting Aria Quincy, people from Ethan Mercer's unit were shocked and all urged Ethan Mercer: "A girl that young and gorgeous—her heart won't stay with you for long. Before you have kids together, get divorced quickly. Find someone your own age who's gentle and virtuous—that's how you build a life."
Later on? They had their first child, soon followed by a second... then came the third...
Aria Quincy never asked for great wealth or status—her only wish was to find someone dependable for a stable life. Yet shortly after marriage, she discovered her husband's grandfather was the local richest man. Right after delivering their firstborn, Grandpa announced this child would be the family heir...
A daily slice-of-life sweet romance focusing on the leads; all professional details are fictional—please don't take them seriously.
