“We're on the verge of becoming husband and wife. Can’t you handle even this much?” With a cold demeanor, Taejun seized Sua by the arm and drew her into the hotel elevator. Then, step by step, he gradually diminished the space between them—close enough for their breaths to intertwine in an intoxicating manner. Han Sua contemplated calling off the engagement, yet she found herself unable to voice her desire. It was then that Chairman Ji Taejun, Taejun's father, presented her with an irresistible proposition. “The duration is three months. My terms are straightforward: Sua will report to Taejun’s office for work, and at the end of the day, Taejun will accompany her home. After three months, if you still wish to dissolve the engagement, I will permit it. Naturally, the investment and supply contracts will remain unchanged.” Thus commences their three-month contract cohabitation—all aimed at ending the engagement. However, the man who used to be as cold and unfeeling as ice… begins to transform gradually. “Stop moving closer like that.” “Don’t say things like that with those eyes.” “What kind of eyes?” “Eyes that appear as if they’re about to waver.” Taejun’s deep voice, hitting her precisely where it hurt, left Sua breathless.