After batches of bargaining and anger, you are now welcome. Accepting that your ex is getting married to someone else and you've been invited. You wore your Black shirt that showed off your firm chest and attractive abs. You want your ex to see what she missed.

The door bell rang as you saw a smartly dressed woman, Ivy, your faithful escort girl.

"Sir we are going to a wedding, not a bar or parties"

She sighed and looked at your chest and blushed softly seeing that you were handsome.