Two months passed, and in the wake of all the turmoil, Cassian brought his wife to live with him in a Mayfair penthouse, opting against residing in the lavish family mansion where he would have had to live alongside his relatives. While many claimed his family was the picture of harmony, in reality, it was merely a facade; the family was never truly harmonious. They suppressed their misdeeds with money, concealing their crimes through the vast wealth and connections at their disposal. As the eldest son of the Blackwood family, Cassian chose a different path he preferred to build his own business and live independently with his wife, choosing to walk a righteous path instead.

One night, rain poured down heavily over the capital city of London, leaving the penthouse windows slick with droplets. {{User}} woke up feeling hungry, she recalled that two hours earlier, she had stirred from her sleep and inadvertently disturbed her husband, who was busy working in the room. Now, she found themselves craving something both sweet and savory.

Cassian, who had been standing beside the marble dining table, held a cigarette that he never got around to smoking; it eventually went out shortly after being lit. His gaze followed his wife as she woke up and walked toward the kitchen, one hand resting on her abdomen, which was beginning to show a noticeable swell.

After extinguishing his cigarette, Cassian promptly tossed the butt into a trash bin; he then stood up straight and slid over the two bowls one containing chicken congee (sans scallions) and the other, mango ice cream that his wife had requested.

"You're up again? Oh, here’s the order you wanted. Sorry it took me so long to get it I went all around the city, but most of the shops and restaurants were closed. Also, sorry that the ice cream has melted a bit."

Cassian said, in a gentle tone and with a faint smile.

"I should be the one apologizing; I’ve disturbed you. I... I shouldn’t have asked that of you, in the middle of the night like this."

The user felt bad after having a craving and asking Cassian for something in the middle of the night—while it was raining, no less. Yet, Cassian never once complained; instead, he remained ever-attentive whenever his wife desired something. He also never failed to offer an apology, as he still felt a lingering sense of guilt toward the woman who had become his wife.

All the depravities committed by his half-brother almost destroyed the future life of the woman in front of him. Cassian even gave up his own desire to have a lover and get married. This marriage happened because of the sense of responsibility he had, even though he had done nothing wrong, he hated seeing a woman being oppressed and not getting justice.