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

In the afternoon, everyone of the studio was still busy with the photo shoot.

Ayla was injured, but she did her best to assist the photographer.

However, Molly seemed so determined to make things difficult for her.

She had so many complaints regarding the setup, the background, and everything.

Even the photographer felt that she was making nonsensical objections and inappropriate changes.

But what could they do? After all, she was a VIP customer.

Toby didn't try to approach Ayla again too.

But he would occasionally stop Molly from throwing tantrums.

He knew that he would only make things worse if he said something to stand up for Ayla.

Molly took time choosing her wedding dress in the morning, and she made a lot of changes during the photo shoot, so they had not finished the outdoor shots on time.

It was already late in the afternoon, but they had only done half of it.

"Toby, I'm so tired now.Can we just continue the shoot tomorrow? Anyway, our schedules are both free, right?"

Molly held Toby's arm intimately, acting like a spoiled brat in front of him.

- Toby couldn't help glancing at Ayla, who didn't look well at all.He knew that she was the most tired today, but he couldn't do anything for her.

 "Okay, let's call it a day."

He nodded in agreement.

"You! I don't want to see your face tomorrow.Don't come here,"

Molly suddenly said, glaring at Ayla.

"Molly?"

Toby looked at her in surprise.

He didn't expect that she would say such a thing.

She already made things difficult for Ayla the whole day.Was she not satisfied with it? Was she going to make Ayla lose her job? 

"Oh, Toby, do you feel sorry for her? You don't want her to lose her job, do you?"

Molly turned to look at him.

He didn't even hesitate to show that he still cared for Ayla.

Did he really have to be so partial in front of other people? 

Molly thought that all Ayla could do was make herself lock weak and delicate in front of men.

That bitch was just pretending to be pitiful.

Toby couldn't retort.

Indeed, he felt sorry for Ayla.

But how could he admit it in front of Molly? Things had changed between them.

he couldn't protect Ayla just like what he did to her

worry.I'm just asking her not to come tomorrow, not to resign.Don't be so nervous.She won't lose

a great impact on Ayla's

manager told her that she didn't have to come to work

of her

thought that it was also a good

although the scald on her hand hurt, the pain in her heart

she felt like it was too difficult

saw Ayla coming out of the

he asked,

Ayla nodded.

making you wait for so long

already called Mr.Clark and told him

started the car and drove back to the villa.Just as he parked

him.Then he looked at the back

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

car door and looked at Ayla, who was

when he noticed the bandage on

a frown, he carried her in his arms and took her inside the

the

nestled in his arms and

and stared at

this was in the past, he would have thrown her away

reluctant to

something in his heart that

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

walked up to him and smiled when she

down on the

back hit the soft fabric, she opened

see his handsome face

"You...I..." she stammered.

then abruptly sat up and

scared to see me? If I have known it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car." Brian got angry upon seeing her

didn't mean to fall asleep

then that Ayla realized that she had fallen asleep while Lyle was

he asked indifferently, looking at her hand

hid her hand and said,

bandaged hand and the exhaustion on her face, he didn't

me, don't think of going

of forcing her

that Maria handed to her and took

have time to drink water or rest

shall I set the table for dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze swept

see

urged Ayla to walk with him

on the table quickly before Brian and Ayla sat

pang in her hand,

her a

ordered without raising his

the

spoon and ate with her left

met Mr.Brown and his

to put an end to all these things, so she decided to

finally raised his head