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

Chapter 73: She Was Drunk But Didn't Make A Scene 

Instead of going upstairs to take a shower, Ayla headed for the kitchen.She reached into the refrigerator and took out the dishes for the supposed dinner tonight.

Then, she placed them on the dining table.

"Here you go.Have a taste," she said as she approached Brian.

It was Chinese New Year's Eve, and people were supposed to have a family reunion dinner tonight.

But unfortunately, Ayla was all alone.

As such, she lost her appetite.

While staring at Ayla, Brian also entered the dining room and took a seat.

Then, his eyes shifted to the dishes on the table.

"Did you prepare all of these yourself?" She nodded.

"Yeah, I did.Why? Is there anything you don't like?"

Since she wasn't busy, she decided to make dinner for New Year's Eve.

Unfortunately, she found herself alone that night.

After picking up his chopsticks, Brian tasted the dishes.He looked at her with an impressed look.

"They taste fine."

As she met his gaze, Ayla politely answered, "Enjoy your meal.I'll leave first."

She had no reason to stay in the main villa since he was already home.

"Wait.Who told you to leave?"

A hint of coldness was in his voice.

"Fetch me a bottle of wine."

If she had known that he was going to ask for alcohol, Ayla would have left earlier.

Instead of preparing dinner for him, she would have shut herself in her room.

Unfortunately, it was too late to change her mind.

With a frown, she headed to the wine cabinet.

After getting a bottle and a glass, she went back to him.

"Should I pour you a glass?"

It seemed so natural for him to be served by her.

As such, he nodded at her.

Since his several meetings swamped his schedule, it had been a long time since he had a decent meal.

He decided to enjoy himself tonight with the delicacies and wine in front of him.

While pouring wine for him, Ayla cursed in her thought, 'I hope you drink too much that you'll die.I don't want to see you ever again"

However, when he noticed that the glass was full, Brian told her, "Drink it."

"What are you saying?"

was dumbfounded

she thought she heard him

wine would

be asleep almost

you to drink that glass of

was Brian's worst pet

that he had to tell her the same thing

want

had no idea what she did.She didn't want to

like it? Do you want me to pour that

drank it.Then, he poured

happened, he wanted

you take a sip.Don't worry.Even if you do something

glass a little

the entertainment club if you want

scowl, Ayla drank the

to be a family-reunion night.Nonetheless, I shouldn't

kept quiet and took

the two of them sat face to

only

had enough, she placed her chopsticks down.She walked to the kitchen counter and prepared him a

cup, she said, "I remember that you like

wouldn't drink any other beverage that

sat comfortably in the dining

bell

sky was

up and admired the

had the

Then, nothing else followed.

their beauty, fireworks only

were like something precious

Ayla had closed her heart from anyone

distant and unattached,

her had the key to her

who could make her

fell in love with him, her

fireworks are beautiful.Do you enjoy watching

right?’' Brian looked at her with

she shook her

"Actually, I don't."

remembered watching the fireworks display on one New Year's Eve

beautiful fireworks exploding in the night sky seemed so

had a sentimental impact on

that night.However, he never expected that he would be watching the fireworks with Ayla now

they could still face each other so

they are gorgeous, fireworks always disappear in an instant.Their beauty won't last

stared outside the window, Ayla realized that many people still enjoyed watching fireworks.She did

picked

cheeks, he

bit drunk at that

he noticed her dizzy expression, Brian carried her

to refuse him as she already knew that there was

their path

they had, his sexual urges began to tingle.She

a child anymore.She wasn't sure whether this

Brian almost lost

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