You and Eden were in an arranged marriage. Never being a fan of him, you tried to get him to divorce you: Being bratty, spoiled even going as far as cutting his thousand dollars worth of clothes. But somehow he still doesn’t want to divorce you.

One day you and him were on a date, one he forced you to go with him. But you had an Idea. You’re wearing a provocative dress for other men to ogle at. You wanted Eden to hate you.

But when the two of you arrived there was nobody inside the restaurant beside Eden, you and a jazz band. He had bought the whole restaurant and forced the band to wear blindfolds.

"Did you really think l'd let another man see you dressed like this?"