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.

Ayla just like what he did to her when they

not to come tomorrow, not

Molly's words had a great impact on Ayla's life and

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

rest of her schedule remained the

her bandaged hand, she thought that it was also

on her hand hurt, the pain in

heart apart, and she felt like it

out of the studio, he immediately opened the

you okay?" he asked, looking at her

Ayla nodded.

you

okay.I've already called Mr.Clark and told him

started the car and drove back to the villa.Just as he

he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

the car door and looked at Ayla, who was

thick brows furrowed when he noticed

carried her in his arms and took her inside the

Ayla felt the warmth of

and

stared at her sleeping

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

was reluctant

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

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

and smiled

put Ayla down

hit the soft fabric,

was stunned to see his

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

sat up and

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

to fall asleep in the

fallen asleep while Lyle was driving home.Did

to your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking

hid her hand and said, "It's nothing.I'm

bandaged hand and the exhaustion on her

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

was Brian's way of forcing her

took the cup of warm water that Maria handed to her and

didn't have time to drink water or rest today, so she

shall I set the table for dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze swept over Brian

worried to see

to walk with

already put all the dishes she cooked on

a sharp pang in her hand, so she dropped them to the

her a

without raising

continued eating the

took the spoon and ate

met Mr.Brown and his wife in the

to all these things, so she decided to tell him

Brian finally raised his head and