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.

couldn't protect Ayla just like what he did to

come tomorrow, not to resign.Don't be

Molly's words had a

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

rest of her schedule

that it was also a

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

heart apart, and she felt like it

Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately opened the car door for

you okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

for making you wait for so

Mr.Clark and told him about it," Lyle

to the villa.Just as

Lyle greeted him.Then he looked at the back

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

looked at Ayla, who was

brows furrowed when he

his arms and took

Ayla felt the warmth

his arms and changed into a more

looked down and stared at

this was in the past, he would

was reluctant to treat her

heart that told him not to let

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

immediately walked up to him and smiled when

Ayla down on the

as soon as her back hit the soft fabric,

stunned to see his handsome face so

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

sat up and

known it earlier, I should have

to fall asleep in the

then that Ayla realized that she had fallen asleep while Lyle was driving home.Did Brian carry her

your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking at her hand

her hand and said,

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

think of going to work from now

way of forcing

of warm water that Maria handed to her and took a

or rest today, so she felt so

table for dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze swept

to see the tiredness

Ayla to walk with him to the

had already put all the dishes she cooked on the table quickly

a sharp pang

her

without raising his

just continued eating the

took the spoon and ate with her left hand

and his wife in

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

then that Brian finally raised his head and looked