Chasing Argo Greensmith English

I TOOK a big steps as I entered the church yard. From here I heard the Priest's sermon.

My heart beat even faster when my feet stepped inside. I swallowed and briefly visited the crowd that attended the gathering this afternoon.

Based on the posture of the church, this wedding was actually spent and prepared. I also pay attention to the media covering the wedding.

"Tss, good timing." I smiled devilishly.

I straightened my wavy hair and pulled down the dress I was wearing. You can do it, Natalia! This mission is for your future. And for your dream to go to Hongkong.

My attention focused on the couple getting married. I arch an brows while scanning the whole body of the groom.

"Hmm, to be fair, he has big shoulders and a broad back; what more might he be if I could view his entire body?"

I pulled the man's picture out of my sling bag and turned my attention back to the groom. His shoulder width didn't exactly match the one he wore in the photo, but that didn't matter because I was already here and there was no going back, Natalia.

I took a deep breath before I spoke.

"Stop the ceremony!" I shouted inside the church.

"I stepped inside when the Priest had finished speaking. I ignored the guests' murmurs and smacked of the camera in my face.

"Stop the wedding! There will be no wedding!" I exclaim.

"What is happening? Who's this babe?" The bride had to ask the groom, almost stunned.

The woman on the bench got up, and I knew she's one of the parents of the bride.

I gave her a smirk and looked straight at the altar.

"Me? I'm the only woman that man got pregnant with!" I pointed to the man behind me.

The bride turned to me. I was momentarily stunned by her beauty. More artistic in her appearance. Not only that, she also looks like an angel because of her silky milk-like complexion.

She turned to face the man who was now looking directly at her.

"What's this, Argo?" She took off her veil and tears began to flow.

My tongue is firmly bitten. Natalia, please. Don't be affected by her sobs. Remember you are better than her, when it comes to acting.

And the groom man turned to me. His eyes holding a total anger. Those black orbs that ready to tear my heart apart thrilled me.

I quickly looked down at the photo I was holding after returning to the man who was now ready to eat me alive.

Oh shit! Why his features is not matched from the man in the picture? He has thick eyebrows and a sharp nose. His hair is curly and brushed up to make it perfection. I gaped openly as I observed his tight sharp jaw with a blazing brown eyes and those plumped red lips that ready for a kiss.

"Who are you?!" His voice echoed all over the place.

I blinked and crumpled the photograph in my hands.