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.

protect Ayla just like what he did to

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

out, the manager told her that

rest of her

hand, she thought that

hand hurt, the pain in her heart

she felt

Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately opened

you okay?" he asked, looking at her

Ayla nodded.

you

him about it," Lyle replied with

started the car and drove back to the villa.Just as he parked the car in the garage, Brian's car

he

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

opened the car door and looked at Ayla, who

when he noticed

in his arms and took

the warmth of

in his arms and changed into a more comfortable

looked down and stared at her sleeping

he would have thrown her away and

now, he was reluctant to

was something in his heart that told him not to let her

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

and smiled when she saw

put Ayla down on

hit the soft fabric, she opened her

to see his handsome face so close to

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

abruptly sat up and pushed

to see me? If I have known it earlier, I should have let you

mean to fall asleep

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

your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking

her hand and

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

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

was Brian's way of forcing

warm water that Maria handed

have time to drink water or rest today, so

now?" Maria asked as her

was worried to see

and urged Ayla to walk with him to

she cooked on the table quickly before

pang in her hand, so she dropped them

her

ordered without

the

spoon and ate with her left hand

met Mr.Brown and his wife in the studio

to all these things,

was only then that Brian finally raised