As a condition of marrying my wife, I became her adopted son-in-law and started living with her parents. When it was just the two of us, I could tolerate her distant attitude, but in front of her parents, I had to suppress my feelings. Amid this difficult situation, the only one who treated me kindly was my mother-in-law. In contrast to my cold wife, she was the one who warmed my heart. One day, when I mentioned that our marriage had become sexless, my mother-in-law didn't just sympathize—she offered to help me relieve my sexual frustration. In that moment, hope surged within me.