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.

what he did to her

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

had a

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

her schedule remained

she thought that

scald on her hand hurt, the pain in

tearing her heart apart, and she felt like

moment Lyle saw Ayla coming out of the studio, he immediately opened the car door

are you okay?" he asked, looking at her

Ayla nodded.

making you

Mr.Clark and told him about it," Lyle replied with a

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

him.Then he

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

and looked at

when he noticed the bandage on her

frown, he carried her in his arms

Ayla felt the warmth of his

and

and stared

he would have thrown her

reluctant to treat her

that told him not

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla in his

put Ayla down on

as her back hit the soft fabric, she

she was stunned to see his handsome face so close to

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

then abruptly sat up and

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

didn't mean to fall asleep

was only then that Ayla realized that she had fallen asleep

happened to your hand?" he asked

hid her hand and said,

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

think of going to work

way of forcing

cup of warm water that Maria handed to her and took a big

to drink water or rest today,

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

worried to see the tiredness

urged Ayla to walk with him to

the dishes she cooked on

up the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her hand, so she dropped

her

ordered without

continued eating the food

took the spoon and ate with her

Mr.Brown and his wife

put an end to all these things, so

finally raised his