My Wedding Turned Into a Trial with His Exes

Synopsis

The day before my wedding, I went to get my nails done. My fiancé came back with coffee and casually handed a cup to the nail tech. "Hey, add me on Ins. My wife can book you for her nails from now on." I stared at him coldly. Sensing my gaze, he smiled. "Don't tell me you're jealous again? I'm just making a friend. Maybe she'll give you a discount next time." I glanced at his phone screen. The note read: Amy, curvy, blonde, single. I smiled. A dog really can't stop eating shit. Since he loved making friends so much, I'd help him invite all his female "friends." Using his phone, I messaged his ex-girlfriends, his flings, the ones he'd met for dinner, the ones he'd sexted late at night, one by one: "My wedding's tomorrow. I saved you a seat. Please come." "Hello, is this the Grand Hotel? I need to add three