Marrying him was never about love. It was a duty, a contract, a sacrifice. For three years, she played the role of a quiet wife, living beside a man who never bothered to know her. Iris asked for nothing, expected nothing, and endured everything.Yet, somewhere along the way, they both fell for each other slowly.Then one night changed her life forever.He began searching for a woman he couldn’t forget, unaware she was the wife he ignored. She accepted her place, accepted the end of the contract, and accepted that he would never choose her.But if she was never more than a contract to him, why did her absence hurt him so much?