Brian was an overbearing man, and Ayla couldn't do anything to change it.

So she just let him do whatever he wanted to do as long as he was happy.

Her protests were all obliterated.

On their way to the venue of the wedding, she didn't say a word.

Her mind was in a mess.

Actually, she was afraid to feel heartbroken after witnessing Toby being married to another woman.

She didn't want to think that she would never be able to rely on him from now on.

After a while, their luxury limousine slowly pulled over in front of the hotel.

Toby was dressed in a white shirt, black tuxedo, and black bow tie.

He had a faint smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes.

After all, his heart was in sorrow.

For him, this wedding was nothing.

It was only like one of his regular meetings in the company.

There was no sense of happiness and joy, only helplessness.

He wondered if Ayla knew that he was getting married today.

If she did, would she be disappointed in him? She might even think that he broke his promise.

Molly walked out of the lounge and saw Toby standing in the corridor.

He was in a daze, and there was no trace of anticipation and joy on his face.

Obviously, he wasn't excited about this wedding.

Since he saw Ayla again, he had been neglecting her.

She was no longer the only one he cared for and loved like before.

"Toby..."

She walked towards him and asked, "Why are you here?"

Toby turned around and looked at Molly.

She looked so beautiful in her handmade white wedding dress made in Italy.

But no matter how lovely she was, she was not the woman he wanted to marry.

"I'm waiting for you" he said lightly.

But the truth was, he was hiding here.

He was not in the mood to join the lively celebration in the hall.

Hearing the guests' well wishes and blessings only made him feel bitter.

"Let's go and welcome our guests then.Dad and Mom must be very busy entertaining them."

Molly held his arm, smiling happily.

The two of them then walked towards the banquet hall.

their guests, Molly looked around as if looking for

manager of the studio had given the invitation

see

Ayla lose the courage to come and witness her wedding in person?

was still outside the banquet hall, standing next to

timid to go

only she could, she would run away from this place right this

must have noticed

at her and asked, "Don't you

voice was cold as

like he was

he wasn't giving her

we'll

else could she say? No matter how unwilling she was to attend this wedding, he still had the final

she could do

banquet was indeed

guests were prominent people from

were also given permission to cover and broadcast the whole

looked grand

carpet was laid from the entrance of the

couldn't help

few months ago, her wedding was also held in

the situation at that time

forced and

time, Toby must be very happy to finally marry

noticed that she was

yet? Well, I don't mind you grabbing the groom

knew exactly what

Woodsen family didn't force her to replace Arlene and marry him, she would still be waiting for

Toby's legal wife, she would be willing to be his mistress, right? Ayla

what are you talking about? It's not funny at

strode forward, ignoring her five-inch high

to a corner, she unexpectedly bumped into Toby,

and held her in

"I'm sorry.I wasn't looking,"

immediately apologized without even knowing

in a soft

his face as he

attend his wedding? Hearing the familiar voice, Ayla quickly struggled

"Toby?"

was so low, almost a

She looked so scared.

their way here, she kept wishing not to meet

even planned to hide in a

all people, why did she have to run into Toby directly? Was fate

him walk out of the banquet

to see

of them looked so

the bride,

Ayla flirt with him on her wedding

"Bitch!"

slapped Ayla in the face

to happen, so she

was so

left cheek was immediately red and

always been cruel

the corner of her lips, she could only feel so unfortunate

what are you doing? How can you hit someone just like that?" Toby snapped as he

okay? Does it hurt?" he

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