For money, I married a rich old man. He may have wealth, but he's old, all ambition and no ability. Not only is his passion short-lived, barely three minutes of enthusiasm, but he also needs me to put on a full performance to keep up appearances. A wealthy woman in my social circle noticed how bored I was. She strongly urged me to come learn horseback riding at her equestrian club. I thought it was just ordinary riding lessons until I saw the women on horseback, each one having the time of her life. Only then did I realize this equestrian club was anything but ordinary.