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

After the dinner party, Brian and Anna strolled along the street as people passed by.

Holding his arm, she asked, "Brian, are you going back tomorrow?"

In all honesty, she didn't want him to leave yet.

If the company hadn't called, he might've stayed to accompany her to see the new designer before going back.

However, he delegated her the responsibility of overseeing the cooperation. "What's the matter? Don't you think it would be great for you if you stayed here for a few more days? You should take some time to relax."

Even though he felt nothing for her, he was still kind to her.

Their relationship remained the same throughout all these years. Anna didn't say anything.

Without him, no matter how beautiful the scenery was, it would still be empty.

As they stood by the river, they weren't that far away from Ayla.

But because the light was dim, they couldn't recognize each other.

For some reason, as Brian stood there, he felt an oddly familiar feeling.

But when he looked around, he saw nothing. Ayla leaned sideways then looked back at Lucas.

"We should go!"

She had received a call from Yareli, saying that today's fashion show and dinner party were both successful.

She also told her that they would arrange a meeting with the person in charge of the domestic partner company. Lucas and Ayla went to the car next to them.

Brian noticed her familiar figure.

"Ayla?" he murmured as he ran towards them.

Anna thought that she had just misheard him. Brian watched as the car drove away, fading from his sight.He didn't even get to see the license plate clearly.

After chasing it for a long time, the car eventually took a turn and disappeared.

"Brian, are you okay?"

Anna caught up with him, panting in exhaustion. "I saw her," he responded, catching his breath as he stood on the street. She pulled his arm and shouted, "Brian, you're mistaken.That can't be Ayla.She died two years ago!"

Why couldn't he just forget Ayla after all this time? During the past two years, whenever he saw anyone that remotely reminded him of Ayla on the road, he would try to chase them.

But each time, he just ended up being disappointed. Leaning against a lamppost, Brian thought, 'Yes, Ayla is dead.She died two years ago...' 

Despite that fact, he refused to give up.He never saw her corpse.

enough! You've done too much for a

than to keep watching him be this miserable all the time. As he looked at the direction where the car had disappeared to, Brian shook his head helplessly, and

"Brian, just forget her! Why can't you just move on from someone who doesn't even

a

him, she

that Ayla

keep on walking.He hadn't gone to the backyard of his villa

with the wooden sign also brought up old wounds

then, he was so cruel

accept that woman because he was adamantly against

to sleep. Brian

to send him off

the past two years, she stayed by his side, but he never learned

did she feel desperate or disappointed. The engagement ring on her finger

an act, she took it seriously, so she wore this ring with pride all the time. Never had she once taken it

the car, Brian stared at

you sleep

the dark circles under her eyes, she didn't even get a minute

she asked in

past two years, Brian barely slept

resembled Ayla last night, he would have more sleepless

sitting on a sofa

have classes today, and her appointment with Yareli was in

on her

you going to

him

had brought her some

something, and I just happened to buy your favorite cake,"

in a chipper mood because he knew that Brian had returned to A City, leaving Anna to stay

"Thank you."

face to face on

far away, she began to eat the cake

had grown to like pure coffee

of her previous life, coffee was no longer as bitter in

drove Anna

our company this time.I

size, and

"Thank you, Ms.Evans."

pretentiously refuse her, and just graciously accepted

brimming with potential.For this cooperation, I want her to work in your company.What do you

Wenny with a chance because she had high hopes for this new

the elegant and fashionable evening clothes in the