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 they were

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

knew that Molly's words had a great

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

her schedule remained the

bandaged hand, she thought that it

the scald on her hand hurt, the pain in her

she felt like it was too difficult

out of the studio, he immediately

he asked,

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you

and told him

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

Lyle greeted him.Then he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

car door and looked at Ayla, who

thick brows furrowed when he noticed the bandage

he carried her in his arms

the warmth

in his arms and changed into a

looked down and stared at

was in the past, he would have thrown her away and ignored

was reluctant to treat her like

something in his heart that told him not

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

and smiled

Ayla down

soon as her back hit

to see his handsome face

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

then abruptly sat up and pushed

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

didn't mean to fall asleep

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

to your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking

her hand and

her bandaged hand and the exhaustion on her

don't think of going

was Brian's way of forcing her to

water that Maria handed to her and

to drink water or rest today, so she

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

she was worried to see the

Ayla to walk

already put all the dishes she cooked on

the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in

her a

ordered without raising

eating the

the spoon and ate with her left

and his wife

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

finally raised his