This time, Mr.Walker seemed to be in despair.

"Mrs.Brown, please don't make things difficult for me.I'm just a manager here."

Unlike them, he was just an ordinary person.

"If Toby is the one protecting her, you have nothing to worry about.You don't have to be so afraid of him.After all, he also relies on the Smith family to get to his current position," Miley chimed in.

She had always looked down upon Toby.

For her, he was just a poor man, and he was nothing without the Smith family.

Mr.Walker fell silent for a moment before he said, "It's not Mr.Brown."

'He is more powerful than Mr.Brown.I can't possibly offend him” he wanted to add but chose to keep it to himself.

Actually, the next day after Ayla got injured, he received a notice from their superior.

He must make sure to take care of her and not let anyone bully her.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to live well.

Molly was about to say something more when her mother pulled her arm and said, "Forget it.Since Mr.Walker can't make the decision, don't make things difficult for him anymore."

As long as Toby wasn't involved with Ayla, they had no reason to force the manager to fire her.

After taking the photos, they wouldn't have to come here again, anyway.

Molly looked up at Ayla, who was busy working on the second floor.

She then said, "All right.Well, just please give this to Miss Woodsen, Mr.Walker."

Mr.Walker took it and said, "Don't worry, Mrs.Brown.I will definitely give this to her."

After her work, Mr.Walker gave the red wedding invitation card to Ayla.

She gave it an incredulous stare.

Did they really have to invite her on their wedding day? Why did they want to let her witness such an intimate moment with her own eyes? 

Even when she arrived home, she still couldn't stop staring at the invitation card on the tea table.

Actually, she had been looking at it for half an hour now, especially at the words, "Groom: Toby Brown."

"Toby, I wish you all the happiness.I know that you will be very happy after your wedding," she murmured.

Even if she was not his happiness, she still hoped he would be happy.

Brian was already back from his business trip.

And the first thing he saw when he entered the villa was the red wedding invitation card on the tea table.

He actually received one too.

The next day, Brian was in his office as usual.

savoring the aroma of

a while, Anna came

you looking for

is Arlene

Arlene had been trying

she tried, she couldn't get

still the

giving

doesn't behave herself, teach her a

again after that night in the

that she was really good

real daughter of the

than once." Anna

see her?" Brian picked up the coffee cup and took

need.If she runs away again, just do

the Woodsen family.Is she really going to be your wife for the rest

expect that Brian

the crown as Mrs.Clark, what about her? Would she only stay by his side silently all her life, without a title? She didn't know

Brian didn't say anything.

he had the final

to set

reluctant to

wanted

out that she got hurt in the wedding

was the type of woman who always endured no matter how much injustice she

even sacrificed herself to be his

that you already feel

had known Brian for a long time, but

his fake

jealousy overwhelmed

"You're thinking too much."

up, trying to convince himself that his treatment of her

That was all.

overthinking.You should know how painful the consequences

warned Brian.But she failed to warn herself not to fall in love with an indifferent man like him.She also stood up and looked at the wedding invitation on

"Are you going there?"

to please him, but he had

now that he made exceptions again and

reached out and picked

how Ayla would react when she saw

in her room, standing in front of the

but she had not

she knew that she shouldn't

would only make

she also wanted to see Toby as a groom even though she was not

you thinking whether to attend

could clearly tell what she

in her room.He still had a cold face as if there was always a chill all

did you

felt a little

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