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 and feet

cup from him and

made her

cup to her lips

think it

satisfaction on her face after she

really got satisfied so

hand, held her chin, and kissed her

around his neck and responded

really beginning

slept soundly in

solid chest seemed to give

days, and he was not driving her out,

day, Ayla was awakened by the warm rays of sunlight that seeped through the

that Brian was still sleeping next to

up ahead of him because she could get the chance to take a closer look at him without

so different

disappeared, and he looked

fingers inadvertently touched

of temptation seemed to be

surprise, Brian suddenly caught her

to

sounded hoarse and lazy, perhaps because he

face flushed at

like a child being caught

known that he

know

she knew that he had experienced a lot of

"Lost your tongue?"

was a trace of amusement in Brian's

over and pressed her body

to

turned a

nuzzled in her

already prepared breakfast when Ayla

Mr.Clark

I'll make coffee

replied, still blushing in

Maria nodded.

she said, "Mr.Clark has been coming home recently and treats you very well.I think

the maid with a puzzled expression

"More lively?"

you not planning to have a

but also Brian, who was going downstairs,

that Brian's face

him

eat much because

she saw him stand

my pills all

much calmer after hearing what she said.But he just went out

at his back

Actually, she lied.

was drugged, she forgot to take

it when she saw

continued taking them until today, so there should be no