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?"

Arlene, so I drove her here.I didn't want to disturb

Brian continued drinking, Ayla's

there, staring

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

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

asked, "Miss

Anna a glass

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

as the glass fell to the

sorry!" Ayla said, shocked, the

later.I think you

drink more!" Ayla said rather petulantly, grabbing hold

have money. You pay for today's

"Okay," Brian said, nodding.

She recovered soon enough to say, "Brian, I think you should go to my room

presumptuous! Or has the bitch come here to provoke me? 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

drink until she couldn't sit upright and slid to the floor.But it looked like she wasn't about to

out

you made

"No," Brian said shortly.

of reconciling with Ayla.He just took what he

her drink like that? It's not good for her health.She hasn't gotten much

answer her.He wordlessly walked into the

him, "She still holds your heart, doesn't she?

was special

would never allow a woman to mess

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

think such questions are boring?" Brian

in a

answered, "No.I

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

he made his way to the VIP room, and found a drunk Ayla

had followed him

and said,

"No, thanks."

strode over and picked Ayla up off the floor,

did, Ayla snuggled into his chest, subconsciously wrapping her arms around

"Are you going back?"

looked at Brian,

had done this on purpose,

Brian nodded.

come back to see you when I'm

Ayla

who had just walked out of the room, caught sight

She snorted.

Ayla was a hypocrite and the cause of everything

insisted on keeping the baby, things

but to

would leave this place

if Brian didn't make things difficult for her these days, he was still a devil that

man she wanted

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