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 when

worry.I'm just asking her not to come tomorrow, not to resign.Don't be

that Molly's words had a

manager told her that she didn't have to come

rest of her

thought that it was also a

her hand hurt,

apart, and she felt like it was too difficult to

of the studio, he immediately opened the car door

you okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you

okay.I've already called Mr.Clark and told him about it," Lyle replied with a

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

greeted him.Then he looked

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

the car door and looked at Ayla, who was

furrowed when he

her in his arms and

felt the warmth of his

his arms and changed into a more comfortable

and stared at her sleeping

in the past, he would have thrown her

he was reluctant to

that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

walked up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla

put Ayla down on

her back hit the soft fabric,

see his handsome face so close

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

up and

to see me? If I have known it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the

didn't mean to fall asleep in the

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

hand?" he asked indifferently, looking

hand and said, "It's

her face, he didn't

think of going

of

that Maria handed to

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

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

she was worried to see the tiredness

urged Ayla to walk with him to

had already put all the dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian and Ayla

a sharp pang in her hand, so she dropped

her a

ordered without raising his

the food in

the spoon and ate with

and his

an end to all these things, so

that Brian finally raised