Mark grabbed Sarah's wrist gently, begging her with desperate wet eyes to stay and talk to him.
Mark: We can start fresh somewhere far away from here!
Richard immediately stepped between them, firmly removing Mark's hand from his daughter's soft arm.
Richard: Do not lay another hand on my daughter today!
Mark: I am the father of her child, Mr. Davis!
Richard: You proved today you are not ready to be a husband or a father!
Brenda suddenly snapped, rushing toward Sarah with sharp finger pointing aggressively in the open air.
Brenda: You ruined my family reputation on purpose today!
Two security officers in dark suits stepped forward quickly from the edge of the lawn area.
Richard signaled the officers with a quick nod of his strong head toward the angry woman.
Richard: Escort this aggressive woman off the premises right now!
Brenda: Get your hands off me, I am a prominent citizen!
The security officers calmly held Brenda's arms, guiding her firmly away from the stunned wedding guests.
She shouted angry threats all the way to the outer garden gates until her voice faded into distance.
Mark stood alone near the floral archway, looking utterly devastated and completely abandoned by everyone.
His friends in the front rows looked away in deep embarrassment, refusing to make eye contact with him.
Sarah: I hope you learn to stand up for yourself someday, Mark.
Mark: Please do not leave me like this, Sarah!
Sarah: You chose your mother over your family today.
Sarah turned away from Mark, taking her father's strong arm as they walked toward the venue exit.
The sun shone bright above them, casting long golden shadows across the beautiful manicured green grass.
She felt a sudden wave of deep relief wash over her body despite the tears in her eyes.
She knew that walking away from a lie was better than living in misery for her whole life.
Her father smiled down at her proudly, patting her hand gently as they reached his black luxury car.