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.

Ayla just like what he did to her when

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

knew that Molly's words had a great

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

of her schedule

bandaged hand, she thought that it

scald on her hand hurt, the pain in her

her heart apart, and she felt like it

of the studio, he immediately opened the car

you okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

making you wait for so long

and told him about it," Lyle replied with

villa.Just as he parked the car in the garage, Brian's

he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

the car door and looked at Ayla, who was sleeping

he noticed the bandage on

frown, he carried her in his arms and took her

Ayla felt the warmth of

his arms and

down and stared at

was in the past, he would

reluctant

was something in his heart that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

walked up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla in his

down on

her back hit the soft

see his handsome face so

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

abruptly sat up and pushed him

I have known it earlier, I should have

didn't mean to fall

fallen asleep while Lyle

your hand?" he asked

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

hand and the exhaustion on her

you don't tell me, don't think of going to work from now

of forcing

took the cup of warm water that Maria handed to her and took a big

drink water or

dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze swept over Brian

she was worried to see

Ayla to walk with him to the

put all the dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian and

up the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her hand,

her a

without raising his

eating the food in front of

spoon and ate with

met Mr.Brown and his wife in the studio

these things, so

only then that Brian finally raised his