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.

he couldn't protect Ayla just like what he

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

that Molly's words had a great impact

clocked out, the manager told her that she

of her schedule

her bandaged hand, she thought that it

hand hurt, the pain in her heart was

tearing her heart apart, and she felt like it was

moment Lyle saw Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately opened the car door

asked, looking at her bandaged

Ayla nodded.

you wait

Mr.Clark and told him about it,"

villa.Just as he

him.Then he looked

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

the car door and looked at Ayla, who was sleeping

thick brows furrowed when he noticed

a frown, he carried her in his arms and took her inside the

felt the warmth

and changed into

looked down and stared

this was in the past, he would have

reluctant to treat her

heart that told him not to let her

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla

put Ayla down on

her back hit the soft fabric, she opened

see his handsome face so close

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

then abruptly sat up and pushed him

it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car."

mean to fall asleep in the

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

hand?" he asked indifferently, looking at her

hand and

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

don't think

was Brian's way of forcing her

the cup of warm water that Maria handed to her and

have time to drink water or rest today, so she

Maria asked as her gaze swept over Brian and

she was worried to see the tiredness on

to walk with him to the dining

had already put all the dishes she cooked on the table

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

give her

without raising

the food

took the spoon and ate with her left

and his wife in

all these things,

Brian finally raised his head

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