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.

just like what he did to her when they were

not to

that Molly's words had a great impact on Ayla's life and

her that she didn't have

of her schedule

she thought that it was also a

her hand hurt, the

pain was tearing her heart apart, and she felt like it was too difficult to

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

okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

making you wait for so long

Mr.Clark and told him about

the villa.Just as he parked the car in the

him.Then he looked

"Mrs.Clark has fallen asleep."

door and looked at Ayla, who was sleeping

thick brows furrowed when he noticed the bandage

his arms and took her

the

his arms and

looked down and stared

he would have thrown her

now, he was reluctant to treat her

heart that told him not to let

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

immediately walked up to him and smiled when

down

her back hit the

stunned to see his handsome face so close

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

then abruptly sat up and

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

to fall

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

to your hand?" he asked indifferently,

hand and said,

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

don't tell me, don't think

was Brian's way of forcing her

water that Maria handed to her and took a big

to drink water or rest today, so she felt

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

see the

Ayla to walk with him to the

put all the dishes she cooked on the

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

her

ordered without raising his

just continued eating the food in front

and ate with her left

and his wife in the studio

an end to all these things, so she decided to

Brian finally