Julian smirked arrogantly at the crowd, placing his hands in his pockets as Victoria staggered back slightly, holding her stinging face. "Just teaching her a lesson in our family," Julian announced, his voice dripping with casual malice as if asserting dominance over his bride was merely standard wedding protocol. He looked down at the silver-haired billionaire with utter disdain, convinced that the massive financial merger tied to their marriage contract rendered Lord Harrington completely helpless to stop him. The wealthy guests sat frozen in shock, whispers spreading like wildfire through the pews as the dream wedding devolved into a public nightmare.
Lord Harrington stood frozen for a single second, his heart breaking for his beloved daughter before a blinding, volcanic rage ignited within his chest. His posture straightened, his teeth clenched tight, and his eyes blazed with lethal fury as he raised a trembling finger toward the smug young groom. The white marble pillars and glittering chandeliers blurred into the background as the protective father focused every ounce of his energy on the man who had dared to brutalize his daughter. "This wedding is over and so is this family!" Lord Harrington bellowed at the top of his lungs, his voice echoing off the vaulted ceilings like thunder.
Before Julian’s bodyguards could even react or step in between them, Lord Harrington charged forward across the floral-adorned aisle. Moving with impressive speed born of intense fatherly desperation, the older man closed the distance, pulled his fist back, and landed a heavy, powerful punch squarely onto Julian’s jaw. The violent force of the strike shattered the groom's arrogant expression in an instant, sending a loud impact sound through the hall as Julian was thrown backward into the white floral displays, sending petals showering across the aisle.