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."

Brian was also a

knew

had a chance to be happy

she might already

wait

turned around and went

been staying in her room for three

"Lala, time for dinner."

the room with a tray

house, she still prepared food

of soup

she said, "I'm

to keep your good health.Otherwise, you will suffer a lot in

few mouthfuls of soup, Maria tried to urge

the way, I want

Ayla took a coat.

want to eat, and Maria couldn't

out because

for her and take

accompanied her this

to a baby shop and

else, so they just

from the gardener, dug a pit next to the servants' house, and

erected a wooden tablet in the middle, but she didn't write anything there.Her heart still felt so

the only thing she

standing aside, offered

However, she refused.

your room and have a rest.You don't have to always stay with

she buried all the baby clothes just now, she also buried both her baby and her

nothing but just

the villa more often than

Ayla tried her best

stayed in the servants' house or

the living room and reading the newspaper, he asked Maria,

garden.But she has cooked

was aware that Ayla was deliberately

was why Ayla left before he

"Okay."

stood up and walked towards

Ayla looked at the withered flowers and plants that had been covered by

her face, she cut them off little by

hands had already been

longer in the cold,

seemed not

actually didn't want to see him, but she remembered

study,

clean fingers were tapping on the keyboard at a fast

He looked very busy.

to the villa

to the study and knocked on

I

low voice without

and

his desk and put

"What's the matter?"

that she wouldn't want to see him, let alone take

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