To deal with the family,
My boss and I had a secret flash marriage.
In the company, he called my plan rubbish.
We pretended not to be familiar with each other at home.
Until he knocked on my door drunkenly late at night on a business trip:
"Honey, it's not written in the agreement that you have to sleep in separate beds, is it?"
Let you be cold-faced and venomous.
Divorce.
Watch you chase your wife at the crematorium.
Concept: A cold-faced and poisonous CEO chases his wife to the crematorium