Chasing Argo GreeSmith

As I took confident strides into the churchyard, the sound of the priest's sermon enveloped me. Each word seemed to echo through the air, setting the tone for the event unfolding before me.

The beating of my heart quickened as I crossed the threshold into the church. I paused, taking in the sight of the gathered crowd, a mix of anticipation and curiosity swirling within me.

The grandeur of the church hinted at the meticulous planning and preparation that went into this wedding. The line of luxurious cars parked outside only reaffirmed my suspicion that the bride and groom were of affluent backgrounds.

Amidst the buzz of excitement, I couldn't help but notice the presence of the media, capturing every moment of the special occasion.

"Tss, good timing," a mischievous smile played on my lips as I savored the thrill of the moment.

I smoothed down my flowing hair and adjusted my dress, silently reminding myself of the purpose behind this mission. "You got this, Natalia! This is for your future. And for your dream of going to Hong Kong."

My focus shifted to the couple at the center of attention. With a raised eyebrow, I discreetly assessed the groom's appearance, intrigued by his presence.

"Hmm, this guy is quite impressive from just his back. I wonder what he looks like when he turns around?"

Retrieving the man's photo from my sling bag, I compared it to the man standing before me. Despite the slight discrepancy in his broad shoulders, I was already committed to the task at hand. There was no turning back now, Natalia.

Taking a deep breath, I steeled myself for the next move.

"Stop the wedding!" My clear voice reverberated within the walls of the church.

The priest halted in his speech, prompting me to take a determined step forward. Ignoring the murmurs of the guests and the intrusive flashes of the cameras aimed at me, I pressed on.

"Stop the wedding, there will be no wedding happening!" I proclaimed with unwavering conviction.

"What's happening? Who is this girl?!" The lady, whom I was certain was one of the parents of the couple, almost lost her composure in shock.

A smirk played on my lips as I directed my gaze towards the altar, "Me? I'm just the woman who got pregnant by that man!" I pointed accusingly at the man with his back turned.

The bride turned to face me. I was momentarily captivated by her inherent beauty. She exuded an aura fit for the silver screen, not only that, but her complexion resembled that of an angel, with a luminous glow akin to milk.

It turned to the man who now faced him.

"What is this, Argo?" She removed her veil and tears began to fall.

I bite my tongue hard. Come on, Natalia. Don't let her tears affect you. Remember, you are better than her when it comes to acting.

The man then turned to me. His eyes held pure anger. Those black orbs,