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

her not to come tomorrow, not

had a great

clocked out, the manager told her that

rest of her

she thought that it was

the scald on her hand hurt, the pain in

her heart apart, and she felt like it was too difficult to

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

you okay?" he asked, looking at

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you

called Mr.Clark and told him about

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

greeted him.Then he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

and looked at Ayla,

furrowed when he noticed the bandage on

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

Ayla felt the warmth of

and changed into

looked down and stared at her sleeping

this was in the past, he would have

was reluctant

that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

to him and smiled when

put Ayla down on the

back hit the soft fabric, she

stunned to see his handsome

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

then abruptly sat up

earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car." Brian got angry upon seeing her

mean to fall asleep in

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

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

her hand and said, "It's

hand and the exhaustion on her face,

you don't tell me, don't think of

of forcing

of warm water that Maria handed to her

or rest today, so she felt so

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

she was worried to see the tiredness

urged Ayla to walk with him to

the dishes she cooked on the table

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

give her

ordered without raising his

just continued eating the

took the spoon and ate with her left

his wife

all these things, so she decided to tell him

was only then that Brian finally raised