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

her not to come tomorrow, not to resign.Don't be so

Molly's words had a great impact on

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

of her schedule remained the

thought that it was also a

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

apart, and she

saw Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately opened the

asked,

Ayla nodded.

for making you wait for so long

called Mr.Clark and told him about

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

Lyle greeted him.Then he looked at

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

the car door and looked

brows furrowed when he noticed

carried her in his

the warmth of his

and changed into a more comfortable

stared at her sleeping

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

was reluctant

heart that told him not to let

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

him and smiled when she saw Ayla in

down on the

soon as her back hit the soft fabric, she

she was stunned to see his handsome face so close

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

sat up and pushed

have known it earlier, I should have let

didn't mean to fall asleep in the

had fallen asleep while Lyle was driving home.Did Brian carry her

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

hid her hand and

the exhaustion on her face, he didn't believe her words

tell me, don't think of going to work

was Brian's way of forcing her

water that Maria handed to her and took a

or rest today,

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

see the tiredness

walk

the dishes she cooked on

the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in

her a

ordered without

continued eating the

took the spoon and ate with her left

Mr.Brown and his wife

to all these things, so she decided to tell

only then that Brian finally raised