He doesn't care? She doesn't care either. In fact stay far away and she would be happy. He doesn't love her? Doesn't matter, she has better things to do than daydreaming about love from her cold detached husband anyway. He doesn't welcome her? Too bad, The Emperor is the one decree the marriage. He love another? Well let him pamper other then. Then come the news, he was almost assassinated! She sigh. Fine, she will nurse him back to health. She thinks it is still in the scope of her responsibility as the main wife, even though she does not feel like one. She does not realize when he finally wake up, his gaze toward her is different from the past. It was filled with confusion, bemusement, and a bit of affection. *This is an original story and was not a translation. Any kind of feedback is truly appreciated :) **The cover was not mine and all credit goes to the artist. I was only borrowing and add some words in the picture.