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

While tears streaming down Ayla's face, she looked at Brian and shook her head vigorously.

"Mr.Clark, please believe me.There's nothing between Toby and me.Nothing happened between us.The baby is innocent.Please don't do anything to my baby."

Brian just stared at her coldly.

"How can he buy you such expensive clothes if you're not seeing him often? You've met each other these days, right? That's why he has gotten you pregnant so easily."

Obviously, he didn't believe her words.

He never believed in her in the past, he would never believe in her now or in the future.  "No! Mr.Clark, it's not like that."

She held his sleeve tightly, trying her best to persuade him.  "Mr.Clark, please let Mrs.Clark in first.It's so cold outside, and she's pregnant now.Something bad may happen to her and to the baby."

Maria couldn't stand it anymore, so she plucked up all her courage to speak up.

Now she understood why Ayla asked her to keep this matter a secret.  Brian shook off Ayla's hand, strode back to the living room, and sat on the sofa.

Ayla could barely walk, so Maria helped her walk into the villa.

"Mrs.Clark, are you okay?"

Maria asked worriedly while letting Ayla sit on the sofa.

The atmosphere in the living room became even colder than the cold wind outside.  "I'm fine,"

Ayla replied, trying her best to keep her voice steady.  After a while, Brian drove Maria out, so only the two of them were left in the main villa now.

"Do you want to keep this child?" he asked.  Ayla knew that although he was asking her, he didn't want to hear a positive answer.

But she didn't want to lie to him either.

"Yes, I want to keep this child."

"And do you expect me to agree?"

Despite the pitiful look on her pale face, he reminded himself not to soften up.  He didn't care whether she was pregnant with his child or not.

She must have her own purpose in keeping the baby, so he wouldn't want it.  "Mr.Clark, I beg you.Please, let me keep this baby.No matter what, I want to give birth to this child.I will do everything you want me to do.Just don't take this baby away."

As tears welled up in her eyes, Ayla knelt down in front of Brian and begged.  "No.I'll never let you do that.You have to come with me to the hospital tomorrow to get rid of that child."

He shook off her hand and went upstairs without looking back.  She was left in the living room, kneeling on the floor.

Her eyes were blurry with tears.

How could she accept the fact that she was about to lose her baby? The child inside her belly was helpless.

She couldn't even protect it.  All of a sudden, she felt a sharp pang of pain in her belly.

She covered it with her hands as beads of sweat started to surface on her forehead.

"Baby, please hold on tight.Don't leave Mommy, okay?"

didn't want to be

until she got old.  She climbed

sudden, she felt something warm flowing

It frightened her.

She'd rather die than lose her child.  There

for a long time until

took her money, and put on a

night. 

in the

and impertinence made him very unhappy, so he was

he wanted from her was

didn't need a

so scared that she ran away

that she was

more depressing was it took her a

to the hospital, please," she said

like she was about to lose her consciousness, but

couldn't lose her child

saw that she was profusely sweating and her face was deathly pale, he couldn't

to the nearest

lip tightly, trying her

child,

find a very kind

sent her to the

already in the ward when she woke

on an

moment, a nurse pushed the door

personal information for the

Ayla was stunned.

nurse her name,

my baby?" she worriedly

your current condition is very dangerous.You need to stay in the hospital for a while, " said the nurse before asking for

other choice but to give a false name to

the hospital no matter how long it would be just to ensure her

wished that Brian wouldn't find her.  After taking her medicine, she fell asleep

next morning, Brian walked out of his room and

he saw bloodstains on

darkened, but his heart never

didn't even

the living room and asked, "Mr.Clark, is

blood on the stairs when she came to

"She's not there."

sat on the sofa and asked,

see Mrs.Clark when I came here this morning.I went to her room, but she wasn't there either, so I thought she

that there

the newspaper and the cup of coffee in front of him.He thought that Ayla ran

wouldn't let her do

the room," he said before leaving the