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.

go downstairs and walked her

on a chair, basking in the

thanks for saving

wasn't fond of her strange behavior these

her enough time to accept

it makes me feel like an

bitter smile appeared on

and Ayla had met a little later than

the reason she hadn't developed any

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

expect that I'd

despair was taking away her motivation

"You will always survive."

lucky that his boat had

wouldn't have been certain

I? Could I really live a peaceful life after everything that

belonged to Brian, and it could no

silence, they sat

made two cups of tea and served it

mild tea.Strong tea

going to consider every aspect of her comfort

the moment she held

pieces.She began to

"Lala, are you okay?"

tell that her drug addiction was taking effect, so

I might end up hurting

consciousness faded.She knew that it was because of

endeavor, she would still suffer for the rest of her life because

Lucas picked her up.

"You'll be fine."

he took her back to

"Does it hurt?"

"Ouch! It hurts!"

the pain, but Lucas kept

fine.Just endure

he was the one who said those words,

frequent and serious, but he couldn't use any drug

drugs, it would only speed

fainted due to the

her.She was suffering

he trusted Tatum

she would've despised him, he should've appeared to save her from

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

bear all of that pain than

was already afternoon when she finally woke

Lucas' eyes,

weak, she still tried

be fine in

stared into her eyes,

Ayla, herself, knew that her body was