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

With Brian's arrangement, the doctor immediately performed the ligation procedure on Ayla.

A week after her operation, she was discharged from the hospital and went back to the villa.

As soon as she entered the living room, there was no expression on her pale face.

For her, even though she was still alive, her heart had died.

And she would never return to her old self.

Maria helped her to go upstairs.

But when they reached her room, she stopped at the door.

"Maria, help me pack my things.I'll move to the servants' house," she said.

Brian just stood behind them and didn't say a word.

Maria turned her head and glanced at him, hoping to hear his objection.But since he didn't, she went in and started packing Ayla's stuff.

During the entire week that Ayla was in the hospital, Brian stayed with her.

But the two of them hadn't spoken a word, so they never talked about the divorce she requested before.

Now that she wanted to move to the servants' house, it only meant that she was not interested in the title of Mrs.Clark anymore.

She probably even disdained it.

So he didn't object or force her to stay in the villa.

But it didn't mean that he would let her go.

The condition of the servants' house of course was not as good as that of the main villa.

Her room in this house was small and not as warm as the room Ayla used to live in.

"Mrs.Clark, are you sure you want to stay here?"Maria asked.

Ayla had not fully recovered yet, so she was worried that it wasn't suitable for Ayla to live in this house.

Ayla smiled at the older woman and said, "Well, it's pretty good here.And from now on, don't call me Mrs.Clark anymore.Just call me Lala."

After everything that happened, she wanted to let go of everything that Brian gave her.They didn't belong to her in the first place.

Maria nodded and said, "Okay, Lala.Go to bed and have a rest now."

She knew that Ayla was a stubborn woman.

But after what she had witnessed, she didn't know if Ayla was lucky or not to meet Brian.

Ayla had been through a lot.

And to help her feel at ease, Maria agreed to her request.

From now on, she was just Ayla Woodsen.

Brian looked at Maria, who was standing in front of him.

He then said, "If she wants to stay in the servants' house, let her.

Just continue taking care of her daily life, but let her clean up the main villa."

"But Mr.Clark, Mrs.Clark still needs rest."

realized that Brian was also a

admit it, she knew that he also cared

people actually had a chance to be happy

she might already find it difficult to

let's wait

turned around and

been staying in her room for three days now.She didn't do anything, not

"Lala, time for dinner."

into the room with a

moved to the servants' house, she still prepared food for Ayla just

soup and drank

she said, "I'm full.Take

have to keep your good health.Otherwise, you

only drank a few mouthfuls of soup, Maria tried to

the way, I want

Ayla took a coat.

want to eat, and Maria couldn't force

still go out because Brian didn't

for her and take her wherever she wanted

her

a baby shop and

she didn't go anywhere else, so they just returned to the

small shovel from the gardener, dug a pit next to

erected a wooden tablet in the middle, but she didn't write anything

thing she could do

had been standing aside,

However, she refused.

a rest.You don't have to always stay with me.I have promised Mr.Clark that those

now, she also buried both her baby and her

was nothing

villa more

Ayla tried her best not

he was home, she stayed in the servants' house

sofa in the living room and reading the newspaper, he asked Maria, "What is

is in the garden.But she has cooked

aware that Ayla

Ayla left before he went

"Okay."

stood up and walked towards the

the withered flowers and plants that had been covered by thick

her face, she cut

had already

in the

she seemed not to care at

Brian was at home.She actually didn't want to

the study, sitting at

tapping

He looked very busy.

back to the villa

to the study and

I

he replied in a low voice without raising his

and

and put down the cup of

"What's the matter?"

wouldn't want to see him, let alone