Arthur pulled a smooth leather folder out from inside his tuxedo jacket.
He tossed the folder directly onto the white altar table nearby.
Arthur: My private investigator gave me this report twenty minutes ago.
Mark: What is the meaning of those legal financial documents, sir?
Arthur: Your family business went bankrupt three entire months ago.
The surrounding wedding guests gasped loudly in complete and total shock.
Harold dropped his hands down to his sides in absolute shame.
Arthur: You needed my daughter's trust fund to pay your massive debts.
Evelyn: That is a complete lie manufactured to destroy our reputation!
Arthur: The bank forecloses on your family mansion tomorrow morning at nine.
Mark looked at his father with utter betrayal clearly in his eyes.
Mark: Dad, is what he is saying right now actually true?
Harold: We were going to fix everything after the wedding settlement cleared.
Clara looked at Mark and felt a deep pity in her chest.
He was a coward who let his greedy parents push him around.
Clara: You were going to use me and our unborn child for money.
Mark: Clara, I really do love you, please listen to me!
Clara: You stood there and let them tear my mother's dress.
She looked down at the ruined silk lace on her left sleeve.
She reached up and slowly unclasped the beautiful diamond engagement ring.
She dropped the heavy ring directly onto the grass near Mark's shoes.