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

Chapter 58: Don't Tell Me You Are Pregnant

 Toby looked at the bag of medicine in Ayla's hand.

"Lala, what's wrong with you? Are you sick?" Ayla shook her head.

"I'm fine."

When a waiter came over and gave them the menu, Toby asked, "What would you like to drink or eat, Lala?"

"Just a glass of milk, please."

She couldn't drink coffee because of the baby in her belly.

Toby ordered a cup of coffee for himself.

As they sat facing each other and waiting for their orders to be served, Ayla took out the coat.

"I know what you want, but I can't accept it."

She had to clear up the misunderstanding now.

Otherwise, it would continue to exist for a long time.

They would only make things more difficult for them.

Toby looked at the coat she handed to him.

"He's upset about it, isn't he?"

He had already anticipated this.

But every time he remembered how intimate Brian and Anna were in the restaurant, he felt very angry.

"Toby, Molly is your wife now.You should love and cherish her.I think you are living a happy life together.Well, I am happy with my own life now too," Ayla said, forcing herself to smile.

She was fooling herself.

Her happiness was still too far away.

And perhaps, she was already destroyed before it came.

Now that she was pregnant, she really wanted to run away with the baby in her belly.

But how? Toby glanced at the bag of medicine again.

"Why did you buy a lot of medicine? Is something wrong with you? Did he do anything to you? Did he hurt you?"

He cared so much for Ayla, and all he wanted was her happiness.

He would deal with the matter between him and Molly.

Before he could make up his mind, he wouldn't have a child with Molly yet.

The waiter came back and served their orders.

Ayla took a sip of her warm milk and touched her belly.

"I'm pregnant," she faintly said.

Toby was stunned for a few seconds, staring at her incredulously.

"You...you're pregnant? With his child?"

It seemed so difficult for him to utter those words.

The look of disappointment and desperation was written all over his face.

First, Brian took away the woman he loved the most.

And now, he got her impregnated.

give birth

a lifetime of endless suffering and helplessness for

he doesn't

would do

to give up her child.She wouldn't let anyone take this innocent life from

Toby felt that Brian didn't

he didn't take Ayla as

just a

want to surprise him," Ayla

her

the two of them walked out of the cafe

roadside with a

last that she

paths would never cross

soon as they returned to the villa, Ayla went directly to

was trying her best to keep the baby, so she should

pregnant, Maria had been

although she was just throwing up

that it was good for

was really

matter how hard it was, she was willing

body will not absorb any nutrients, and neither will the baby in your belly.Why don't we try to follow your appetite this time? They say that pregnant women have some cravings.Think of what you want to eat, then I will cook it for you," Maria said, sitting on the

Brian hadn't come home these days.If he saw Ayla's current situation, he would

Maria.I just feel tired and sleepy all

been lying in bed for

she didn't have

it was still cold outside, so she couldn't go

make

quilt before she

she had no choice but to make

to get up

eat in the dining room this

at the dining table, she stared at the delicious dishes

didn't

heard a car

she stood up from the

Brian strode in.

business trip for a few

came back, Jaime immediately reported

She also met Toby.

He was so angry.

pale face, he didn't

I'll serve

took a bowl of rice and placed

but

you're coming back today."Brian

so he

anger would

a bite of her

churned, so she put down her

stood at the door of the

watched her squatting on the cold floor and

tell me

not

it last time when she

held onto the sink and stood

"No."

"No?"

coldness in his eyes made her

was as if he had already seen

inside the bathroom to

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