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Chapter 3
A car had just pulled up and a man had stepped out.
Brett Macklin walked up the aisle and placed a bunch of money in the celebrant's hand.
"I'm sorry, there must have been a mistake, Martha's not getting married today, sorry for taking up your time."
Martha and Jack looked at him in amazement. They were both too shocked to say anything.
"Come on let's go Martha." And he grabbed her wrist and started dragging her to the car.
"Wait a minute." said Martha "What the hell do you think your doing?"
"Look we'll talk later but right now I've got a schedule to stick to." said Brett briskly.
Martha was still looking at her father with her mouth open but Jack wasn't having it.
"Umm excuse me, in case you hadn't noticed we're getting married. We invited you to attend the wedding not interrupt it!"
"I don't really think you have a right to say what I can and can't do; and as for Martha, she's my daughter and I'm telling you now that under no circumstances do you have permission to marry her!"
"Dad!" Martha was getting angry now "How dare you? You're lucky you got an invite in the first place; in fact Jack was the one who invited you, not me! I mean, you abandon me for the first 18 years of my life, and then you come here, ruin my wedding and tell me what to do. In fact I don't think you've even earnt the right to call me your daughter! SO JUST LEAVE!"
"Right, well frankly Martha I thought you would have grown up by now but obviously you haven't, you still seem to be having these tantrums; and in public as well! But I don't seem to remember specifying that you have a choice; so you're coming with me. Now."
"Get off me!" Martha struggled against her father's grip but unfortunately he was much stronger than she was. "Jack help me!"
"Listen mate, let go of her now, she's my fiancée and we're getting married…" but he was interrupted.
"Just shut it!" said Brett as he was pushing Martha into his car.
"Martha!" Jack cried out as he ran towards Brett. "Let go of her now!" he said threateningly.
"Make me." replied Brett coolly.
And that was when Jack punched him. Brett stumbled back a few metres and in that time Jack grasped the handle of the car door, but he wasn't quick enough. Brett regained his composure and slammed the door before Jack could get it open even five centimetres. Then the driver immediately locked all the back doors. Brett jumped in and the car sped off.
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