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.

like what he did to her when

tomorrow, not

that Molly's words had a great impact on Ayla's life and

Ayla clocked out, the manager told her that she didn't have

her schedule remained

her bandaged hand, she thought that it was

on her hand hurt, the pain in her heart was

pain was tearing her heart apart, and she felt like it was too

the studio, he

he asked,

Ayla nodded.

you wait for so long

Mr.Clark and told him about it," Lyle replied with

to the villa.Just as

greeted him.Then he looked at

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

opened the car door and looked

thick brows furrowed when he noticed

a frown, he carried her in his arms

Ayla felt the warmth of his

in his arms and changed into

stared at her sleeping

in the past, he would have thrown

was reluctant

his heart that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

and smiled when she saw

down on

as her back hit the soft

she was stunned to see his handsome

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

abruptly sat up and pushed him

I have known it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car." Brian got angry upon

didn't mean to fall asleep in

fallen asleep while Lyle was driving home.Did Brian carry

to your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking

hand and said, "It's nothing.I'm

the exhaustion on her face, he didn't believe her

think

was Brian's way of forcing

that Maria handed to her and took

have time to drink water or rest today,

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

was worried to see the tiredness

Ayla to walk

dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian

chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her hand, so she

give her a

without raising

continued eating the

and ate with her

met Mr.Brown and his wife in the

wanted to put an end to all these things,

was only then that Brian finally raised his head and looked at