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

to come tomorrow, not to resign.Don't be

words had a

the manager told her that she didn't have to

the rest of her schedule remained

her bandaged hand, she thought that it was also a good

on her hand hurt, the pain in her

apart, and she felt like it was too difficult to

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

he asked,

Ayla nodded.

for making you

and told him about

car and drove back to the villa.Just as

he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

and looked

brows furrowed when he noticed the bandage on her

a frown, he carried her in his arms and took her

Ayla felt the warmth of his

and changed into a more comfortable

stared at her

past, he would have

he was reluctant

something in his heart that told him not to let

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

to him and smiled when she saw Ayla in his

put Ayla down

hit the soft fabric,

his handsome face so

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

then abruptly sat up and

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

mean to fall asleep in

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

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

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

the exhaustion on her face, he didn't believe her

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

Brian's way of forcing her

of warm water that Maria handed to her and

drink water or rest today, so she

Maria asked as her gaze swept

she was worried to see

to walk with him to the

the dishes she cooked on

pang in her hand, so she dropped

give her a

ordered without raising his

just continued eating the food in front of

spoon and ate

his wife in the

to put an end to all these things, so she decided to

 It was only then that Brian finally raised his