The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)
Chapter 150: Clipping Her Wings
Lucas was anxious as he asked Anna, "Do you know where Lala is?"
He understood what Anna was saying.
The more hurt Ayla was, the more afraid of coming back to this villa she would be.And she would feel the heartache multifold if she returned here.
Anna shook her head.
"I can't tell you where she is because I don't know either."
She couldn't tell him.If Brian came to know that she had told Lucas, he would hate her for the rest of eternity.She was still the same as before, always turning a blind eye to the women around Brian.
What else could she do when she knew Brian so well?Lucas grasped Anna's hand.
"Are you lying to me?" he said angrily.
"Are you helping Brian? Do you want Brian to be with Lala? In that case, you won't get what you want either." Lucas also understood Anna.
If a woman loved a man, she wouldn't let other women lay claim to him.
Ayla might be a special case, but she didn't belong to Brian in the first place.
Anna shook off Lucas’ hand.
"I think you will find her if you put your heart to it.You don't need me for that."
That was all she could say and do.
Brian hardly paid attention to the love she felt for him, ignoring it as if it was something cheap.But she couldn't give up so easily! Lucas watched Anna get in the car and drive into the villa gates.
This was, perhaps, no longer the place that Brian wanted to live in.
Lucas got in his car and drove back downtown, stopping only at the gates of the Clark Group's offices.He waited for evening to come and for the lights to come on.
Ayla continued to stay in office in order to avoid going home and being in the same room as Brian.
Moreover, she wanted to finish the designs in advance.
landline phone on
this is the Design
is the guard downstairs.Aman called Lucas Collins is looking for you.Can you come down? Mr.Clark doesn't allow outsiders to enter the company after
seemed
shot out of her chair the moment she heard that Lucas was waiting for
"Lala!"
exclaimed the moment he spotted her and rushed forward, taking her into his arms and gripping her tightly.His relief
Ayla said, gently
shoulders as he asked worriedly, "Where have you moved to now,
to have no end, but Ayla didn't know
to Brian's apartment, she had planned to live on
how could she tell Lucas that Brian also lived there and that they even shared a bed? If Ayla told him, he would be worried and sad, and might whisk her away again.But the situation was such that she
say something, Lala?" Lucas urged
don't have to be afraid
would go to any lengths to protect
and said, "No, I work here now.And don't
Lucas didn't believe her.
you punishing me, Lala? You are punishing me for ignoring you.Am I
Italy, they would have been
a finger up
have never
very happy with my current job and have promised Ms.Evans that I will stay until this cooperation project is completed.We can leave once it is done," she
she would leave this place one day.She felt she
looked mollified
I believe you.Let's go have dinner," he said, took Ayla's hand,
didn't budge, he turned to look
Ayla a long pause to decide and shake herself out of
She finally said, "Okay."
didn't ask him about the woman he was with these days.He would tell her the truth when
of the lobby when they came face to face with
you two
Lucas and Ayla knew that he was
fiancee out to dinner.Do you have a problem with
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