I found a storefront near my apartment and opened a Western restaurant.
This was something I had always wanted to do.
When I first got married, I told Adrian about it with a face full of dreams, but all I got was disdain.
"What's the future in opening a restaurant? Don't embarrass the Cole Family."
I didn't mind at the time; I felt that marrying him was already fulfilling enough.
Looking back now, he never respected me; all he thought about was himself.
As the place started to get busier, I hired an employee.
Business picked up, and I was happy every day.
Unexpectedly, the first person I saw after two months was Emma Hughes.
He looked significantly more radiant.
"You opened such a shabby place? It doesn't look that impressive. You're just meant to serve others."
I ignored him, and he continued talking to himself.
"I'm pregnant. His mom is so happy. They've agreed for me to start working at Cole Group tomorrow."
I was somewhat surprised; she got pregnant rather quickly.