Camila: What... what is this?
Ethan: That is my primary offshore asset account, Camila.
Camila: Forty-two million... liquid balance?
Ethan: Verified by Vance Global Capital this morning at eight o'clock.
Camila's breath hitched in her throat, her phone dropping into her purse as her mind raced to calculate the numbers.
Camila: You... you actually have forty-two million dollars?
Ethan: I have three times that in commercial real estate holdings across Miami and New York.
Camila: Ethan... oh my gosh. Why would you lie to me about being broke?
Ethan: Because my father lost half his estate to a woman who left him the moment his business dipped!
Camila: But I'm not like that! You know I love you!
Ethan: You just screamed at me in front of two hundred people that I was poor!
Camila: I was overwhelmed! Your mother was attacking me!
Ethan: My mother saw right through you from day one!
Camila took a quick step closer, placing her pale hand gently on his tuxedo lapel, her voice suddenly turning sweet and soft.
Camila: Baby, listen to me. I was just scared about our future family. A woman has to protect her security!
Ethan: Security? You threw your bouquet on the floor and canceled the wedding!
Camila: We can go back inside right now! We can restart the music and finish the vows!
Ethan: You think we can just walk back in there after that scene?
Camila: Yes! We'll tell everyone it was just a silly misunderstanding! A warm-up joke!
Ethan looked down at her hand on his chest, feeling a cold knot twist deep inside his stomach.
Ethan: You really think money fixes everything, don't you?
Camila: Money means we can build our life together without stress, Ethan! It proves you can take care of me!
Ethan: And what happens if I lose it for real ten years from now?
Camila: You won't! You're brilliant! You have all those real estate holdings!
Ethan: But if I did... you'd leave me again, wouldn't you?
Camila's smile faltered for a second, her fingers tightening on his jacket collar.
Camila: Don't talk like that. We're going to be happy and wealthy together.
Evelyn: Get your gold-digging hands off my son!
Evelyn marched out through the glass doors, two heavy airport security guards following right behind her.
Camila: Evelyn, please stay out of this! Ethan and I are resolving our issue!
Evelyn: There is no issue to resolve. The catering contract is canceled, and the guests are leaving.
Camila: Ethan, tell your mother to back off! We are getting married today!
Ethan: No, Camila. We aren't.
Camila gasped, pulling her hand back as if she had been burned by hot metal.
Camila: Ethan! What are you saying?!
Ethan: You proved my mother right in front of everyone I care about.
Camila: I made a mistake! I was confused by your fake bankruptcy story!
Ethan: A real wife stays when the storm hits, Camila. You ran before the first drop of rain even fell.
Camila: You set me up! You trapped me!
Ethan: I gave you a choice to show who you really were. And you chose your price.