Mr. Perfect

Joong Archen's life was perfect-or at least, that's what he told himself every morning as he admired his reflection in the mirror. He was rich, charming, and undeniably handsome. With a smirk, he adjusted his designer suit and ran a hand through his immaculately styled hair. "Damn, I'd marry me."

Unfortunately, someone else had already done that job.

Dunk Natachai, his devoted husband, was the picture of grace and warmth. Unlike Joong's flamboyant, spoiled nature, Dunk was calm, composed, and utterly dependable. The perfect partner-loyal, loving, and patient beyond reason.

They had been married for five years, and in Joong's mind, everything was smooth sailing. After all, Dunk was always there-managing their luxurious home, taking care of their adorable children (a pair of dogs Joong had gifted Dunk on their first anniversary), and making sure Joong never had to worry about minor inconveniences like misplaced cufflinks or bad hair days.

But the truth?

Joong had been taking Dunk for granted.

And life had an odd way of making you realize what you had-by taking it away.