Chasing Argo Greensmith

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.

I'm dead, and the man in the picture isn't the one who's in front of me. He wasn't the man we were discussing by my friend Rosario last night.

"Who is this pregnant woman, Argo?" The bride asked, tears streaming down her cheeks.

I'm stuck. My entire body shook. Add in the different camera lights that splattered across my face.

"I don't know her, believe me, sugar." He covered the woman's two cheeks but she didn't want to touch by him anymore.

"I trusted you, but you broke all my trust. You impregnate a woman you barely know? How could you explain this to me, huh?" She push him forward.

"No, sugar. Please, believe me. I don't know that fucking woman."

The man turned back to stare at me, as if he wanted to stop my heart from beating.

I took a quick swallow. Natalia, you've got to be kidding me. What have you done to cause such a disaster?

"There will be no more weddings, and don't ever speak to me again!" the woman exclaimed, her eyes welling up with tears.

She slapped the man in the face before leaving him at the altar. I was almost tempted to close my eyes as I saw the man's expression turn to what the bride did.

As she approaches me, my feet are firmly planted on the ground. She came to a complete stop in front of me.

"You'll pay for this, fucking bitch!" she said as she slammed her hand into my shoulder, stopping me in my tracks.

"Argo, I'll never forgive you for what you did to my daughter!" a specific groomsman's voice rang out throughout the church.

"Please, dad, allow me to explain everything!

When he came down from the pedestal and attempted to chase the bride, he was snatched by a man.

"What do you think you're going to do, huh? You can't just forget the stupid thing you did to my sister."

"Take off your hands of my friend if you don't want your brain to explode on the floor!" said the man who squeezed the neck of the man who confronted the groom.

That moment, everything seemed to go awry. Some crying been heard from the two ladies who were there and arguing on both sides.

Oh shit! This is really a disaster!

Before I could take a step away from the scene, someone grabbed my arm tight. Because things happened so quickly, I didn't have time to run and escape.

"Get in the car!"

He almost threw me inside the white limousine before he drove fast.

My hand was shaking as I quickly grabbed my phone from the bag.

Fuck, Rosario, I went to the wrong wedding!

MY HANDS were shaking while typing a message to Rosario, but the man grabbed my phone quickly and threw it out the window with a lot of force.

My mouth opened wide in shock. I blinked and spoke.

"What the heck?!" I spout out.

But he didn't say anything to me. As he crossed the road in a direction I didn't know, he was looking straight ahead.

For a moment, I kept looking at him. In a short time, he's gotten more handsome. His chiseled face looks almost perfect. And those goddamn lips...

His sharp jaw movement swallowed me up. Then the cell phone was taken out of his pocket. When he got a call.

"How's Florisse doing?" he asked in a quieter voice.

"Okay, take care of her in the meantime. I'll call you later." He has ended the call and is now driving for real.

As we approached the precinct, I hurriedly raised my back in the car chair.

"What are we doing here, exactly? My mouth stuttering agitated me.

It was only at that moment that he turned his gaze toward me. As I stare into those dark, stony eyes, my breath leaves my lungs.

"I guarantee that you will pay for all of this."

As he took me inside, he tightened his grip on my arm. My slanted eyes drew everyone's critical attention to me as they exchanged glances.

"This scumbag woman crashed to my wedding. I request that you charge her with scandal and libel!" He disclosed to police.

When the man spoke, my eyes widened.

"What? I am not a bad person, no!"

"You truly are, miss!" He arches his brows and clenches his jaw as he looks at me.

"What happened?" inquired the rotund officer.

I instantly swallowed my tongue and was unable to speak. Should I confess that I made a mistake at the wedding I recently attended? But I would most certainly still be free.

"I intend to bring charges against this woman. I want her to rot in prison and never be released." His speech was strong and robust to the police officer who was observing me.

I gnaw on my lower lip. I bowed because I could not withstand his judgemental gaze.

The police questioned me, "What can you say, miss?" as someone typed on a typewriter.

I was compelled to invent the story if something happened like this. So I gathered myself and starts a lie.

"I am pregnant with his child. He plans to leave me and our future child for another woman and marry her!" I stated devoid of emersion.

"What? No!" I observed the man's dark face and groan in response to what I stated.

Damn it, Natalia. He did not appear to accept my justification, so I cried while speaking.

"He does not wish to assume care for my child." I sobbed.

"What? You are a filthy liar! "He hissed. I nearly leaped out of my seat due of his menacing appearance.

The officer shook his head at the man before continuing to type.

"I'm not lying. This is my proof, sir!" I successfully retrieved the pregnancy kit from the sling bag. Rosario handed it to me in the event that something unforeseen occurred. I have two more pregnancy result in my bags, and show all of them to the officer.

"What? I barely know this f*cking woman and have never touched her. I've just seen her!" His eyes were nearly crimson with rage as he addressed the officers.

"One night stand! We engaged in a one-night stand!" I spoke out loud despite the fact that I could not breathe due to the overwhelming guilt I felt.

"Fuck!" He stood up and ripped out his hair quickly.

"This woman seemed to be telling the truth, sir. Perhaps you will be one to blame if you force her and leave her behind while she's pregnant," said the police officer.

"No! I would like for you to place this woman in that cell. I have never met her!" He points out the nearby railing.

I stated in a trembling voice, "I want to bring a complaint against him, too."

"Fuck!" I heard his coarse sound.

Okay, miss. Your name, please?" The deputy inquired.

"Natalia Punongbayan, sir."

"Your age?." I briefly regarded the man in front of me who was staring at me.

"23"

He then turned to the man after asking a few questions about me.

"What's your name, gentleman?"

I did not initially receive a response from him since I observed that he was still upset by the chat. The police were obviously on my side. If only they knew... I chuckled slightly.

"Argo - Augustus GreenSmith I'm 27," he said.

As his keen gaze settled on me, I licked my lower lip.

"Eh, do you have no plans to settle this?"

"No!" We tough answered both.

"Sir, Argo. If you just forgive her, it won't be a problem. After all, you're going to have children? Will you be able to bear to have your child born in prison?" said the policeman.

He sat down weakly in the chair and rubbed his palms over his face several times.

I held my sling bag tightly and waited for his answer. Shit, Natalia. If he doesn't agree, you will surely be sleeping at the cold railing tonight.

"You both speak first." The officer rose from his seat and left us.

"Okay, I'll speak with her first." he said and we went to the car.

I only sat silently and had no intention of initiating conversation, but he initiated first with a gleam in his eyes.

"Tell me, are you really pregnant?"

Before responding, I clenched my eyes tightly and swallowed many times.

"Y-Yes..." My tongue lied.

"Fuck!" He struck the driving wheel repeatedly.

I'm lost in words seeing him in a state of heartbreak and frustration. If only I could turner back time, I will not ruined his wedding ceremony.

He then stopped, shake his head and then softly drove the vehicle away from the police station.

I bit my lower lip and turned to the window, averting my gaze from the area where I was earlier.

We eventually stopped on the side of the road, from my seat, I could see the Mayon Volcano in front of me.

I caught a glimpse of him as he tightly closed his eyes and pressed his finger between his noses.

"What is our purpose here?" I utter a query.

"Shut up! Just give me a minute..." His voice still included a trace of wrath.

I reclined back in my driving seat and silently observed Mayon and the sunset from this vantage point.

I only looked back at him when he exited the vehicle after forcibly pulling the flower in front of it.

I swallowed as I observed him holding the flower while seated on the limousine's hood.

"Oh, God! What am I done?"

I observed as he angrily flung it down the gully and returned to the vehicle. I shifted uneasily in my seat when he restarted the car.

"Where are we headed?" I was hesitant to interrogate because he stepped on the gas.

"We're going to hell!" he exclaimed vehemently...

HE SURPRISE me by taking me to his condo instead of just taking me out.

"Woah!" As I made my way around the house, my mouth started to water.

I bent down to pet a figurine on the table and gave it a gentle kiss.

"I think this one is a little pricey!" I screamed.

"What are you doing? Stay away from my things!" I hear him growl at me.

He's carrying a phone and appears to be dialing his ex-girlfriend.

"You're so cruel," I sniffed and sat on the sofa. Despite this, he was still quite attractive. Argo is, to be fair, an extremely attractive man.

"Who told you to sit there?" he asked, raising an eyebrow at me.

"Fine!" I rose to my feet and began to make my way to the front door of the room.

"Where are you going to?"

I turned to face him and crossed my arms over my chest.

I'm going home! What am I even going to do here?!"

"Who directed you to leave? Remain where you are." He commands, and he turned his back on me.

I exhaled deeply and leaned against the door that was closed. What plans does he have for me? If he hadn't thrown me in prison, we would have parted ways now!

I looked at the wristwatch that I was wearing. "I am very hungry!"

I almost simultaneously raised my eyebrows and walked towards the kitchen.

"Woah! This is remarkable!" I yelled out.

I never imagined that I would be able to visit such a lovely home, and I am certain that the equipment inside is state-of-the-art.

I initially grabbed the apple from the granite table. I had just wiped it on the hem of my dress before taking a bite.

I opened the refrigerator. I was almost overcome by the quantity of food, particularly the chocolates.

"I could literally stay here for a month and enjoy it!" I snatched a box of chocolates and swiftly opened it.

I nearly choked when I noticed Argo leaning against the doorway as I turned to rest my back on the table.

His eyes were dark and threatening. Due to his repressed rage, the ligament in his neck was also on the verge of rupturing.

I responded with a smile, "Am, for the baby." I patted my empty stomach.

He tightly closing his eyes and he took a long breath.

"Come with me," he ordered.

I ENTERED a room with him without hesitation. I discovered him seated in his swivel chair and writing on his cheque.

I hastily sat down in front of him and took a fast look at his signature.

His eyebrows quivered as he peered up at me.

Before taking another bite of apple, I blinked my eyes and smiled. While munching, he never takes his eyes off me.

"You like?" I smiled at him in a friendly manner.

He just shook his head after the cheque was put on the table.

"Is that enough for you to leave?"

I saw what was written on the check. I almost spit out the chewing apple inside my mouth because the big money written on it.

"Twenty million pesos?!"

I stared at him as if I didn't believe what I was seeing.

"Tell me if this is not enough. I will add just get out of my way."

My lips split suddenly. This is too much.

"That is enough." I took out the cheque and waved it in the air, but he quickly grabbed my wrist.

"But before that, I want you to tell me who paid you to ruin me and my marriage?"

My forehead wrinkled. What does he say?

"There is no one involved at all." A direct response was given by me.

"I don't believe what you say. Honestly, do you think I'll trust what you're telling me? If I want to, I can still put you in prison!"

My arm was still in his grasp even after I yanked it back.

"I'll take the child after nine months of being pregnant, if that's the case. Whenever you desire, you can vanish into thin air. But if you don't show off a child on the day I specified, I'm going to take legal action against you!" he said and let go of my wrist.

Immediately, my forehead became hot and sweaty. He needs a child, but where can I obtain one? What does he think of me ruining my virginity while I'm still young?

So I standing up, and threw down the cheque on his table.

He gave me a puzzled glance and then raised his eyes to mine.

"I've come to my senses. I'm not going to take that money. Because you're an irresponsible man, I can't just hand over my child to you!" I nearly threw confetti in my face because of my good answer.

I could tell his expression had darkened as a result of what I'd spoken. He jumped to his feet and stepped closer to me as well.

As he stared down at me from the top of my head, I was aware that my knees were quivering with fear.

He appeared to touch my entire face as he dipped his head slightly. My lips were the last thing he looked and my chin was lightly stroked by his hand as he reached up and stroked it.

"Poor lady, I'm well aware of your intentions at this point in time. You'll never be able to con me. If everyone in the church, even Florisse, was duped by you. Then, you've got the wrong person, my dear." His voice was hushed.

I'm so frightened that I'm sweating on my forehead, but at the same time my heart skipped on its beat for some reason. Damn, he's so handsome and his scent complimenting my nostril. I could feel my knees go weak and my lips quivered. But I blinked and arch my brows at him

"In that case, let's see and find out who is telling the truth, let's wait and see." I replied with a sneer on my face.

He released me, even though I've been attempting to halt my heart's beating.

The sound of a buzzer was ringing at his door. He turned his back at me, and he walked out of the room and opened the door.

"Stupidity at its worst! Exactly, what just happened?!"

My ears picked up the sound of a man's voice outside the room.

"Where is Florisse? How about my parents?" Argo asked.

"Okay, what happened earlier is still hard for me to believe. And they all want to find you. Someone saw you and the girl riding in the car. Damn it, Argo!"

I moved forward to see who was talking. He was the best man for the groom in the church, I think.

"Oh, Jesus!" He almost jumped when he saw me peeking, he almost got scared of me.

He would probably be surprised because of the dress I was wearing and my curly hair.

"What's she doing here?!"

I slowly came out from the room. . .