The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 41: He Felt Sorry For Her 

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.

what he did

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

Molly's words had a great impact on

the manager told her that she didn't have to come

the rest of her schedule remained

bandaged hand, she thought that it was also a good

her hand hurt, the

pain was tearing her heart apart, and she felt like it was

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

asked, looking at her bandaged

Ayla nodded.

you wait for so long

and told him about

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

greeted him.Then he looked at

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

car door and looked at

furrowed when he noticed

carried her in his arms and took her

the

arms and changed into a more comfortable

down and stared

past, he would have thrown her

was reluctant to

in his heart that

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

walked up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla in

Ayla down on

her back hit the soft fabric, she opened

to see his handsome face so

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

sat up and pushed him

I should

mean to fall asleep

that Ayla realized that she had fallen asleep while Lyle

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

and said,

exhaustion on her face,

tell me, don't think of

was Brian's way of forcing

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

time to drink water or rest today, so she felt so

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

worried to see the tiredness on Ayla's

nodded and urged Ayla to walk with

put all the dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian

Ayla picked up the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her hand,

her

without raising his

continued eating the food

ate with her left hand

and his wife

to all these things,

 It was only then that Brian finally

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