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

tomorrow, not

a great impact on Ayla's

the manager told her that she didn't have

of her schedule

thought that it was also

her hand hurt, the pain in her heart was more

and she

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

okay?" he asked, looking at

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you wait

okay.I've already called 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 in the garage, Brian's car also

him.Then he looked at the

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

looked at Ayla, who was

he noticed the bandage on

in his arms and

felt the warmth of his

in his arms and changed into

looked down and stared

was in the past, he would have thrown her

now, he was reluctant to

something in his heart that told him not

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

up to him and smiled when she saw Ayla

down on

soon as her back hit the soft

see his handsome face so close to

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

up and

it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car." Brian got angry

to fall asleep in the

Ayla realized that she had fallen asleep while

asked indifferently, looking at

hand and

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

you don't tell me, don't think of

Brian's way of forcing her to

of warm water that Maria handed

to drink water or rest today, so she felt

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

see the tiredness on Ayla's

to walk

all the dishes she cooked on the table quickly before Brian

the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her

give her a

ordered without raising his

just continued eating the food

took the spoon and ate

met Mr.Brown and his wife in

all these things,

was only then that Brian finally raised

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