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

On cold winter days, Ayla dominated the kitchen of the villa.She cooked different kinds of soup every day.

Brian didn't say anything or stop her from what she was doing.

In fact, he ate anything she prepared on the dining table.It had been a while that he didn't go to the entertainment club.

He went to work in the daytime and came home at night.

One day, it was getting dark outside.

Ayla was reading a book on the sofa.

After a while, her eyes felt tired, so she leaned back and closed them.

Before she could know it, she had already dozed off.

When Brian came back from work, he frowned when he saw her sleeping on the sofa.

Before he left this morning, he told her that he would come home late.

But still, she deliberately stayed in the living room to wait for him until she fell asleep.

Why did she do it? Was she trying to be a good wife, waiting for her husband to come home? He froze.

His wife? When did he start treating her as his real wife? Ayla wasn't sleeping deeply, so when the book in her hand fell to the floor, she was awakened.

And as soon as she opened her eyes, the first thing she saw was Brian's handsome face.

"You're back."

Although she was still sleepy, she smiled at him.

"Are you waiting for me?"

Brian held her in his arms, so her face touched his coat covered with snowflakes.

"It's cold outside," she said when she felt the chill on her face.

She heard him hum softly, but she wasn't sure if it was a response to what she said.

"Let's go upstairs.It's late now," she said.

Ayla was so used to his existence that she just waited for him subconsciously, although she wasn't sure if he was coming home or not.

After all, it was up to him if he wanted to come back.

If he wouldn't, there was nothing she could do.

Brian didn't refuse.

He wrapped his arm around her waist, and they went upstairs together.

He sat on the sofa and took off his coat, leaving only a thin shirt and a V-neck Armani sweatshirt.

She poured him a cup of hot tea and said, "Don't drink coffee at night.Tea is better to help you relax."

He took the cup from her.

But when he took a sip, he slightly frowned.It seemed that he treated her too well these days.

"Don't you like it?"

Ayla sat down next to him.

room was warm enough, but her hands

him

made her

cup to

it tastes

satisfaction on her face after she drank the tea.He was

really got

the cup from her hand, held her chin, and kissed her

put her arms around his neck and responded to

beginning to

soundly in

solid chest seemed to give her a sense

had been sleeping in his room these days, and he was not

next day, Ayla was awakened by the warm rays of

that Brian

she could get the chance

different when

expression disappeared, and he looked more

inadvertently

to be pushing her to caress it over and

Brian suddenly caught her

doing? Trying to seduce me

and lazy, perhaps

face flushed

like a child being caught doing something

known that he would

didn't know him that

experienced a lot of things that made him alert

"Lost your tongue?"

of

over and pressed

have to

he turned a deaf ear to

over and nuzzled in

had already prepared breakfast

Mr.Clark

I'll make coffee

replied, still blushing

Maria nodded.

"Mr.Clark has been coming home recently and treats you very well.I think it won't be long before this

the maid with a puzzled expression

"More lively?"

to have

Brian, who was going

that Brian's face

him by her side? The two of them sat at the dining table and ate their breakfast

because

stand up,

don't worry.I'm taking my

what she said.But he

his

Actually, she lied.

that he was drugged, she forgot to take

she saw the blister pack

them until today, so there should