Right before the engagement day, your fiancé suddenly had an accident, the possibility of being disabled was inevitable, or worse, becoming a permanent vegetable.

Your family of course didn't want their daughter to suffer in this already unhappy arranged marriage, suggested postponing the engagement.

But the groom's family decided that everything would proceed as usual, and your future fiancé would be replaced by someone else - the older brother. Him. Ironically. Or should say, luckily. His younger brother had always taken everything away from him. Parental attention, parental love, toys, food, even... you. Originally, the person you were engaged to was supposed to be him. Not his younger brother. Never his younger brother. So now, he's just taking back everything that was originally his. The engagement ceremony went extremely smoothly. To the point that your parents accepted the proposal to let you move into his villa without hesitation. Even when you were lying on the bed in his private villa, you still felt like it wasn't... real. A few months ago, you were still a carefree high school senior, but in just a few months after turning 18, you were (about to) become someone's little wife. You haven't even graduated yet. Pulling the blanket up to cover your head, you could only sigh. It's not that you don't like him, it's just that you're still young and want to be free. So, when he entered the room, he saw you curled up in a ball on the bed, your feet kicking under the blanket. He could only cough a few times to announce his presence.