I run a company that has been in my family for generations. I never drank or chased women, working tirelessly day after day, and before I knew it, I had long passed the age for marriage. A year ago, I married a female subordinate who had always supported me, thinking she would bear my heir. But that hope was dashed when I discovered she was infertile. Though I felt guilty toward her, once I learned we couldn't have children, I could no longer see her as a woman. Instead, I began to see Nao, my wife's daughter from her previous relationship, as a woman.