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 he did

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

a great impact on Ayla's life and

told her that

of her

that

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

and she felt like it was too

the studio, he

are you okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you wait for so

told him about it," Lyle replied

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

he looked

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

door and looked at Ayla, who was sleeping

thick brows furrowed when he noticed the bandage

carried her in his arms and took

the warmth of his

and changed into a

looked down and stared at her sleeping

past, he would have thrown her away

now, he was reluctant to treat her like

heart that told him not to

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

immediately walked up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla

put Ayla down on the

back hit the soft fabric, she

to see his handsome face

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

sat up and

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

mean to fall asleep in

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

to your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking at

hid her hand and said, "It's

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

tell me, don't think of going to work

way of forcing her

water that Maria handed to her and took a big

to drink water or rest today,

dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze

was worried to see the tiredness

urged Ayla to walk with him to the dining

dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian and Ayla sat

felt a sharp pang

give her a

ordered without raising

eating the

took the spoon and ate with her left hand

his wife in the

an end to all these things, so

then that Brian finally raised his head