Chapter 3 - The Wrath Of A Father
Father: What is the meaning of this commotion?
Why is my daughter crying?
Who is this woman?
Bride: Dad,
he is already married,
and he has a secret child.
Father: Is this true?
Look me in the eyes and tell me,
is my daughter telling the truth?
Groom: Sir,
I can explain everything,
it is a very complicated situation.
Father: A marriage certificate is not complicated,
it is a legal document,
a document you failed to mention.
Maid: He is a fraud,
he has been hiding his past for years,
while building an empire on lies.
Father: I trusted you with my most precious treasure,
I gave you my blessing,
I welcomed you into my home.
Groom: I have always respected you,
I have always honored your family,
please believe my intentions were pure.
Father: Your intentions were to commit bigamy,
to make a fool out of my daughter,
and to shame my legacy.
Bride: I want him ruined, Dad,
I want him to lose everything,
just like I lost my dream today.
Father: Consider it done,
my lawyers will freeze your assets by morning,
your contracts with us are terminated.
Groom: You cannot do that,
my company will collapse without those contracts,
my employees will lose their jobs.
Maid: You should have thought about them,
before you decided to live a double life,
actions have consequences.
Father: Security,
throw this piece of garbage out onto the street,
and make sure the press gets a good photo.
Groom: You are making a huge mistake,
I am the best thing that ever happened to your firm,
you need me.
Father: I need a man of honor,
not a cowardly boy who runs from his responsibilities,
take him away.
Guest: This is brutal,
I have never seen the old man so angry,
he is going to crush him.
Bride: Good,
crush him until there is nothing left,
crush him into dust.
Maid: He deserves no mercy,
he showed me no mercy when I was starving,
when I was begging him to stay.
Groom: I will fight you in court,
I will not let you take my company,
I built it from scratch.
Father: You built it on my investments,
and I am pulling every single penny,
good luck surviving the week.
Bride: Goodbye,
do not ever try to contact me again,
you are dead to me.
Groom: You will regret this,
both of you will regret this,
I swear it.
Maid: The only one regretting anything is you,
standing here alone,
with your empire crumbling to pieces.
Father: Get him out,
May you like
now,
before I lose my temper completely.
