Epilogue — II

Christian

I hate gatherings now.

After the wedding rituals, we got back to the villa directly. It was already evening and the guests came to attend the reception. Even though we already had a grand reception back in Dallas, I wanted to do it again to see Ivanna actually happy and enjoying her wedding.

However, her next appearance literally makes it hard for me to attend the reception.

Ivanna has worn an off-shoulder halter sundress, and ended up to her knees, perfectly wrapped around her beautiful curved body. I have been through torture ever since she showed up in the reception.

No matter how much I try to focus on others, I just can't.

We've occupied the round table in the middle of the hall, guests surrounding us, gossiping and clicking pictures.

When's this gonna end?

Ivanna isn't even focusing on me properly as she keeps laughing at Emily's stupid jokes and obviously, there are my obedient staff who aren't disciplined like before. How would they when I don't act grumpy like b