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

Brian had been sitting in the entertainment club, drinking as much as he could, but he was still sober.Anna came in and quickly took his glass away.

"Brian, you must stop drinking."

Because of Ayla, he had been drinking here every single night, so the wound on his arm wasn't getting any better.He didn't take any medicine nor did he dress his wound.

All he did was drink and smoke till he passed out.

If he carried on like this, his body would eventually give up on him.

Leaning against the sofa, Brian said, "What are you doing here? I'm not drunk."

Right now, he just wanted to forget everything.

Unfortunately, it didn't seem like he could do it.

"I know you're not drunk, but you've drank so much, and that wound on your arm is serious.How long do you plan to go on like this? When you gave up on looking for her that day, didn't you convince yourself that she was dead?"

Obviously, Anna could see the despair and dejection in his eyes.

Even if Ayla wasn't there, she couldn't seem to take her place.

No matter what she said, Brian wouldn't listen to her.He didn't say anything else.

It was he who pushed Ayla away.

That woman had always been afraid of him, so she never dared to admit how she felt for him.

He was the one who kept pushing her into desperate situations.

When it was three in the morning, Anna finally drove him back to the villa.

"Anna, you can go home! Jaime will pick me up tomorrow morning."

Brian stood on the balcony of the second floor, looking at the backyard.

It was her favorite place to stay, and it was also the same place for her to miss the baby he had killed.

Now, he had truly lost everything.

He had never cared about anything since he was a child, but now that he had lost her, he finally realized that he wanted to keep her by his side.

Through Lucas' care, Ayla quickly recovered and her wound had healed.

She was finally able to get out of her bed for a walk, but he still didn't permit her to move around too much.

"Lala, you're awake."

Lucas entered her room and noticed that she was standing in front of the window absentmindedly.

"Well, the weather is good today," Ayla said calmly as she turned to him.

"In that case, Jet me take you out for a walk!"

Lucas grabbed a coat and put it on her.

he helped her go downstairs and walked

on a chair,

thanks for saving my

honesty, he wasn't fond of her strange behavior

her enough time to accept

that, it makes me feel like an

smile appeared

and Ayla had met a

that the reason she hadn't

was a man, willing to fight to the end to get what

didn't expect that I'd

despair was taking away her motivation to

"You will always survive."

his boat had sped up on

been certain of

really live a peaceful life after everything that

heart now belonged to Brian, and it could no longer

silence, they sat

servant made two cups of

tea.Strong tea isn't good for

every aspect

reached for the cup, but the moment she held it, her hand

the ground, shattering into pieces.She began to tremble, and

"Lala, are you okay?"

that her drug addiction was taking effect, so he held her tightly

me! I might

grip on her consciousness faded.She knew that it was because of

survived this endeavor, she would still suffer for the rest of

Lucas picked her up.

"You'll be fine."

he took her

"Does it hurt?"

"Ouch! It hurts!"

the pain, but Lucas kept

be fine.Just endure

who said

caused by her drug addiction would just become more frequent and serious, but

of those drugs, it would only speed up her death.He

Ayla fainted

was suffering because

happened because he trusted Tatum

would've despised him, he should've

the bed and tucked her under the quilt, hoping that her pain would

rather bear all of that pain than see her suffering like

already afternoon when

the anxiety in Lucas'

was weak, she still tried

still be fine

stared into her eyes, nodding

herself, knew that her body was nearing