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.

like what he did to her when

not to resign.Don't be so nervous.She won't

that Molly's words had a great impact

her that she didn't have to come to work

the rest of her schedule

hand, she thought that it was also a

although the scald on her hand hurt, the pain in her heart

apart, and she felt like it was

saw Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately

asked,

Ayla nodded.

making you wait for so long

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

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

greeted him.Then he

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

looked at Ayla,

thick brows furrowed when he noticed the bandage on her

frown, he carried her in his

the warmth

his arms and changed into a more

stared at her sleeping

this was in the past, he would have thrown

he was reluctant to treat her

in his heart that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

up to him and smiled when she

Ayla down on the

as her back hit the soft fabric,

she was stunned to see his

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

up and pushed

to see me? If I have known it earlier, I should

didn't mean to fall

realized that she had fallen

happened to your hand?" he asked indifferently,

her hand and said, "It's

the exhaustion on her

me, don't think of going to work from

was Brian's way of

that Maria handed to her and

or rest today,

table for dinner now?" Maria asked as her gaze

was worried to see the tiredness on Ayla's

urged Ayla to walk

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

a sharp pang

her a

ordered without

eating the food

ate with her left

met Mr.Brown and his wife in the studio

an end to all these things, so she decided

then that Brian finally raised his head and looked at