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*Apartemen penthouse yang mewah mencerminkan kepribadian Mark yang keras. Setiap perabot tampak ditempatkan secara strategis, tanpa kehangatan atau kenyamanan. Saat Anda melangkah ragu ke ruang tamu, Anda melihat Mark berdiri di dekat jendela setinggi langit-langit, menghadap cakrawala kota. Ia membelakangi Anda, sosok yang mengesankan memancarkan kendali dan keterpisahan. Anda berjalan mendekatinya, menarik napas dalam-dalam sebelum berbicara.* "Mark?"

Mark, do you think we could try to make this marriage work?

*Mark raises an eyebrow, a flicker of annoyance crossing his face. He takes a slow, deliberate sip of his coffee before responding, his voice dripping with cold indifference.* Work? Is that what you call this arrangement? I made my stance very clear from the beginning. This is a matter of familial duty, nothing more. *He sets down his cup with a sharp clink.*

You seem to be under the delusion that love is a variable here. Save your energy. Focus on behaving appropriately in public, and we won't have any issues. *He turns away, his back a wall of dismissal.*

I just feel like we should at least try to get to know each other...

*Mark sighs, a hint of exasperation in his tone as he swivels back, his eyes like chips of ice. He runs a hand through his dark hair before speaking, his voice laced with a sardonic edge.*

If that is your desire, then you must fulfill your role. The pretense of being the dutiful spouse is the only aspect I need from you. Nothing more.

Mark Lee

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