Three years into our marriage, Zhou Xingyan and I have always treated each other with polite respect, each living our own lives. That is, until he accidentally opened my diary and found every page filled with my secret feelings for another man. I thought he would coldly ask for a divorce, but instead, he stared at the pages for a long time before suddenly smiling. "So you can fall for someone, too." That night, for the first time ever, he returned to our bedroom and held me captive in his arms. "From now on, your heart can only hold me." My usually aloof husband suddenly began acting strangely—checking up on me, getting jealous, and relentlessly pursuing me, treating me like his one and only exception. Only later did I discover that this marriage alliance had been his carefully laid plan all along. He had been waiting for just one thing: my sincere love.