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?"

drove her here.I didn't want to

Brian continued drinking, Ayla's

stood there,

seen Brian for a long time because of Ayla,

Anna said, ignoring his hint and sitting

and asked, "Miss Anna, are you here to drink

poured Anna a

to take it, but stopped just out of reach before Ayla

on Brian's pants as

said, shocked, the sound of the glass shattering almost

later.I

drink more!" Ayla said rather petulantly,

don't have money. You pay

"Okay," Brian said, nodding.

stunned. She recovered soon enough to say, "Brian, I

she had been pregnant, so what? The baby was doomed to be

the couch and continued to drink until she

took out a new

made up

"No," Brian said shortly.

had never thought of reconciling with Ayla.He just took what he wanted since she was merely a

why did you let her drink like that? It's not good for her health.She hasn't gotten much rest ever since the abortion.Right?" Anna said, helping him out of

answer her.He wordlessly walked into the bathroom, clean suit

he had gotten changed, he walked out, to Anna asking him, "She still holds your heart, doesn't she? You haven't let her

was special to

to mess

a long time, but she hadn't held

you think such questions are boring?" Brian said

here in a while.Is that why you

and answered, "No.I know you've been

been held up with work at the company and had gone back to the

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

followed him

to him and said, "Let

"No, thanks."

picked Ayla up off the

he did, Ayla snuggled into his chest,

"Are you going back?"

looked at Brian,

this on purpose, she

Brian nodded.

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

he carried Ayla out of

the room, caught sight of Brian

She snorted.

was a hypocrite and

run away and if she hadn't insisted on keeping the

choice but

leave this

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

a man she wanted on her own

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