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

Chapter 69: Trying To Forget 

Ayla chuckled.

"I'm not drunk.I can hold my drink," she said to Brian.

'You're not drunk?' Brian's eyebrows shot up.

He could clearly see that she was unable to stay sober now.

She had only drunk a few glasses of wine but had already been smashed.

"Drink with me," Ayla said, pouring a glass of wine and passing it to him.

She wanted to get drunk so that she wouldn't feel the pain or think about everything that happened in the past few days.

Brian took the glass and downed the drink wordlessly.

Ayla slipped her arms around his waist.

"You are a bad guy. A devil."

Saying this, she buried her face in his chest and sobbed.

He remained stoic.

It was not the first time he had heard words like this, and she was not the first one to say so.

He had started working as a teenager, and had lived a life that was as dangerous as walking on a knife.

If he hadn't become stronger than the others, he would have been trampled underfoot.

Or worse, ded "A baby is very important to me.You don't know that, do you? You must have no idea."

Tears streamed down Ayla's cheeks.

She couldn't forget the baby she had lost, no matter how hard she tried.She just couldn't.

Brian froze.

She was still thinking about the baby! But he didn't need it, and he knew that he wouldn't need it in the future either.

"I'm sorry.I'm sorry, baby.Mommy's really sorry for you," Ayla cried.

She then filled another glass and gulped it down.

When Anna heard of Brian's arrival, she went to his private room after work.She pushed the door open to find Ayla clinging to Brian's body.

He wasn't pushing her away.

'Such a tramp! Didn't she say she didn't want to sleep in the same room as Brian?' Anna seethed.

Anna had asked the driver what was going on with Ayla.

He had told her that Ayla had moved into the servants' house and that she didn't want to talk to Brian.But what was Anna seeing now? Ayla was shamelessly clinging on to Brian! 

"Brian," Anna called, walking over to them.

"Why didn't you tell me you were coming today?"

see Arlene, so I drove

Ayla's hands

there,

seen Brian for a long time because of Ayla, and now he had brought

to eat? I'll ask them to make it," Anna said, ignoring his hint and

and asked, "Miss Anna, are

poured Anna a glass

reached out to take it, but stopped just

Brian's pants as the glass fell

shocked, the sound of the

clothes later.I think you should stop drinking," Brian

said rather petulantly,

have money. You pay

"Okay," Brian said, nodding.

enough to say, "Brian, I think you should go to my

Even if she had been pregnant, so what? The baby was doomed to be aborted.She has the title of Mrs.Clark.Does she want to own Brian now? Is this woman so naive?'’ Anna thought angrily in

leaving Ayla to her own devices.She sat on the couch and continued to drink until she couldn't sit upright and slid to the floor.But it looked like

out a new

made up

"No," Brian said shortly.

reconciling with Ayla.He just took what he wanted since she

health.She hasn't gotten much rest ever since the abortion.Right?" Anna said, helping him out of

her.He wordlessly walked into the bathroom,

Anna asking him, "She still holds

special

would never allow a woman to mess around with him,

with Brian for a long time, but she hadn't held that kind of power over

such questions are boring?" Brian said as he looked

a while.Is that

answered, "No.I

work at the company and had gone back to the

to the VIP room, and found a drunk Ayla curled up on the carpeted

had followed him

him and said,

"No, thanks."

picked Ayla up off the floor,

Ayla snuggled

"Are you going back?"

at Brian,

this on

Brian nodded.

go.I'll come back to see you when I'm

that, he carried Ayla

who had just walked out of the room, caught sight of Brian walking

She snorted.

her, Ayla was a hypocrite

insisted

but

leave this place

if Brian didn't make things difficult for her these days, he was

man she wanted on her

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