The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Ayla ruffled through the folders from the drawer until she found what she was looking for.

"This is for Mr.Clark."

Her smile was confident as she handed her documents to Ellie.

She was sure her design drafts fully showcased her abilities which she knew were rather considerable.

Ellie quickly received Ayla's papers and handed them to Brian.

"These documents require your attention, Mr.Clark."

She felt her heartbeat anxiously speed up as Brian took the folder from her hands.She had heard so much about him even before she entered the company, and it was the first time she saw him in person.She found him quite intimidating.

"Hmmm," Brian murmured as he carefully perused Ayla's designs, leafing through each draft one by one.

Anna, who was standing beside Brian, sullenly watched him as he calmly examined Ayla's work.Her fists clenched into tight balls.

She knew that Brian would abandon her because of Ayla's appearance.She would not allow it! Done with his scrutiny, Brian closed Ayla's folder.

"Anna, tell me, what's wrong with these design drafts?"

His tone of voice was strictly professional when he spoke, cold and devoid of any hint of tenderness.

Unable to come up with a suitable response, Anna could only press her lips tightly together and sulk in silence.

"You have nothing to say, right?" Brian's eyes narrowed in warning.

"Anna."

He had always allowed Anna to do whatever she wanted, even when she challenged his decisions time and time again.

He tolerated her simply because of all that she had done for him in many years.

When it came to Ayla, however, it was time he drew a bottom line.

Ignoring the tension in the room, Ayla stood up and put away the design drafts.

"So, what do you think, Mr.Clark?"

She chattered nonchalantly as she fixed the papers in their folder.

"If you think there is no problem with these design drafts, you can use them to make sample clothes.But there is not much time left.If you find them unsatisfactory, you can return them to me and I will make the necessary modifications."

Brian just looked at her, and said, "There's no need for that.I will deal with the rest.You can rest today."

"Miss Anna, you heard Mr.Clark.You won't count it as an absence if I took my leave now, will you?"

Having said thus, Ayla blithely picked up her handbag and left the office.

room, Brian turned to

to the company with

apartment, fully intending

had forgotten to take the doctor- prescribed medication when she left the hospital in a

the sofa, she heard the doorbell

not bothering to peek

was only one person who the security guard allowed access to her room any time of day, with no need

Brian Clark.

wasn't

"Who are you?"

man

"Mrs.Clark, I am..."

at the way the man

I'm not Mrs.Clark.My family name

corrected the

that? Must he continue to hurt her so? She hadn't truly been

two years ago, let alone two years after.It was an empty title, devoid of

wife in

of the anguish he'd awakened in

to

the man's stubbornness, but she could not fault the guy for not daring to

food

go back

walking away, Ayla called out in a huff, "And

as soon as the man left.She placed his delivery on the dining table and laid out its

a container filled

so thoughtful?’ She never expected that man to have a caring

scoffed at

ploy of his to get back in

disliked wasting food, and she needed a full

Brian personally arranged for Ayla's designs to be made into sample

for Ayla

as he finalized

came back? What

look came upon Brian's face.She

was with Lucas now, so

you just

Anna's arms

say is with

correctly? Lucas? How could it be?’

hurting

so why was he so

again! " Brian growled, shaking Anna