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

Chapter 57: He Thought She Was Lying To Him 

Toby looked at Molly solemnly.

"You are my wife."

His words were enough to remove all the uneasiness in her heart at once.

"Honey, maybe it's about time we consider having a baby."

Molly didn't like the fact that Toby had been using condoms, preventing her from getting pregnant.

He kept on saying that he didn't want a baby yet because he wanted to enjoy their lives together, just the two of them.

But she knew that it was only an excuse.

He didn't want to have a baby because he didn't want a burden.

And he didn't want to be tied up to her forever.

Toby looked at Molly.

"Didn't we make a deal before we got married?"

"I know.But I want to have a baby now.I stay at home every day doing nothing, and I'm getting bored.I want to have a baby to take care of and play with."

Molly wanted to keep him by her side using the baby.

But not only that.

She wanted to have everything of him, not only his body but also his heart.

She wrapped her arms around his shoulders and bent over to kiss his lips.

"Honey, let's make one exception tonight, okay?"

What she meant was they made love without contraception.

Today was her most fertile day, and she didn't want to waste it.

She wanted to make sure that she would get pregnant with Toby's child after tonight.

"Okay."

Toby picked her up and carried her to their bedroom.

Finally, he agreed.

After all, he knew that he could only escape temporarily.

Someday, he had no other choice but to face everything.

His accord dissipated all her restless thoughts in the past few days.

"Honey, I really love you."

She loved him so much that she was willing to give him everything, including the whole Smith Group.

Toby stared at the beautiful woman in front of him.

Then gradually, he was seeing Ayla's face.

His beloved Ayla.

No matter how close Molly's face was to him, he seemed not to see her.

He couldn't teach his heart to love Molly.

In fact, he only took the responsibility to marry Molly because he wanted to make Ayla happy.

Indeed, life was ridiculous.

In the end, he still lost Ayla.

asked, "Honey, what do

his hand and placed it

Toby was stunned.

at all, so he never thought about

fact, he already regretted making

look at her and asked, "Do you really want to have

nodded her

want to have a son who looks like you.He must

seemed to be

didn't say

off the bedside lamp and

still

her closet and saw the white coat

and held it in

even notice that Brian had already come in and

he give that coat to you?" he asked

coat worth more than

was the one buying

give her this

voice, Ayla was so shocked that the coat in her hand fell to the

you sleeping

he was sleeping in

to me.It's not true that you're not feeling well, right?

opened the window,

"Mr.Clark..."

hand to pull it back, but she was

had fallen to

to walk out

downstairs to pick it up? Just try

her, and his eyes

gasped when he

managed to say, "I'll give it back to

given by Toby.And he was right, so there was no use

she really wouldn't buy

you looking for an excuse

the bed,

struggled and tried

"Mr.Clark, don't.Not today, please."

he didn't believe

was making an excuse

saw the bleeding with his

thought she was lying to

was true she hadn't

had a slight

afraid to lose her baby, but she

of her room, she put on her

was a sleepless night

leaned against the headboard, looking at the darkness outside

her hand and

was willing to endure

there was a little life inside her, she had

sake of her child, she

so he would aiso

next morning, sitting at the dining

haggard, with dark circles around

just glanced at her without

he lowered his head and continued reading the newspaper

Ayla had no

the food in front of her for a while

soon as she put the food in her mouth, she suddenly stood up, ran into

Brian's gaze followed her.

he heard her retching, his eyes darkened

went to her and asked, "Mrs.Clark, are you

Ayla

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