In the following days, Matthew insisted on staying in the hospital room to care for me.

He was more attentive than the nurses, constantly bustling around.

As I recovered, he lost weight.

"Your husband really takes good care of you," even Grandpa, who had helped me sign the documents, secretly told me.

Until my discharge, Matthew never saw Katherine again.

And the hub connecting us, Katherine, was always subconsciously omitted by him.

"I remember the first time I visited your home. You were so cold, just greeted me and left."

That was his first time coming to my house as Katherine’s boyfriend, and of course, I wasn’t overly friendly.

"You...