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.

Ayla just like what he did to

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

Molly's words had a great

Ayla clocked out, the manager told her that

rest of her schedule

bandaged hand, she thought that it was

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

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

saw Ayla coming out of the studio, he

okay?" he asked, looking

Ayla nodded.

fine.Sorry for making you wait for so

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

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."

opened the car door and looked at Ayla, who was

he noticed the

his arms

Ayla felt the warmth

his arms and

looked down and stared at

would have

was reluctant to

heart that told him

"Mr.Clark, you're back."

smiled when she saw Ayla in his

put Ayla down on the

back hit the soft fabric, she opened her

his handsome face so

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

up and pushed

scared to see me? If I have known it earlier, I should have let you sleep in the car."

to fall

only then that Ayla realized that she had fallen

your hand?" he asked indifferently, looking at her

hand and said, "It's

exhaustion on her face,

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

way of

cup of warm water that Maria handed to

time to drink water or rest today, so she felt

for dinner now?" Maria asked as her

worried to see

nodded and urged Ayla to walk with him to the

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

the chopsticks, she felt a sharp pang in her

her

ordered without raising

the food in front of

spoon and ate with her left

and his

these things, so she

was only then that Brian finally raised his head