The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 48: His Words Touched Her Heart 

Ayla squatted down and picked up the pieces of broken glass carefully.

However, she still cut her finger.

She hissed and bit her lower lip as she saw the red blood starting to ooze out.

The wound was a bit deep, and it must be painful.

But much to her surprise, she seemed not to feel the pain at all.

Maybe it was because her heart was hurting more.

The pain of seeing Toby being married to another woman outweighed the pain caused by her wounded finger.

The crowd just watched her in a daze.

Perhaps they didn't expect her to do such a thing.

Brian just looked at her with his cold eyes.

Lucas kept staring at her with curiosity in his eyes.

And Toby could only look at her with concern, fighting the urge to come over to her.

Finally, Hayden recovered from the shock.

He stepped forward, called the waiter, and said, "Clean this up."

He then squatted down and asked her, "Are you okay?"

Looking at the blood still oozing from her finger, he held her up and said, "Come with me.Let me clean your wound and bandage it."

Ayla shook her head.

"It's all right, Mr.Smith.Don't bother.It's just a small cut."

Brian's eyes were emitting a very cold aura that could freeze people to death.

She knew it wasn't a good sign, so she didn't want to cause any more trouble.

Even if he didn't say a word, she could understand what he was thinking.

It was strange.

But her heart seemed so close to him that it could feel him.

Despite his being cold and heartless, she still couldn't help paying attention to him.

Perhaps she was really destined to be with him, and she could never escape from his control.

Brian suddenly took Ayla's hand from Hayden and pulled her out of the banquet hall.

In front of so many people, he didn't even bother to explain.

Well, he had always been egotistical after all.

And it was because he was Brian Clark.

Ayla's wrist felt sore because of his grip, but she didn't even complain.

She quietly followed him, staggering on her high heels, almost tumbling down.

On their way back to the villa, their car was galloping at an astonishing speed.

She would be a liar if she said she was not scared.

her stomach had

to speak several times, but she still couldn't say

eyes until she

were not

were outside a leisure club in the

didn't even bother

immediately pushed the door open, got out

ground and threw up everything she had

beside her

aware that her innocence, helplessness, and compromise made

wanted to make

her face, a strange

so he immediately walked out

"Good evening, Mr.Clark."

a room

he turned around and

bathtub and

time since you last came here," the woman said

"Really?"

was still

her tightly in his arms but

missed you, so let me

her red lips were about to kiss

lips, and all

room wearing only a night

when the bed was

she go out? When he went to the bathroom to check, he saw her lying in

for a long time because her skin was red and

was also horribly

His brows furrowed.

she could do? He almost

stretched his long arms to pick her up, grabbed a bath towel, and wiped her body

in bed the whole night while Brian

an endless

through a black hole that had no

me...Help me..." she cried

tried to

more she stretched out her own hands to reach him, the farther

shadow suddenly appeared, she

world had gotten

"No! No!"

away from the black shadow,

It was so overwhelming.

suddenly opened

up from

gaze swept over the strange room, and she frowned

in sweat,

room was dark

the window, she could see Brian leaning against the sofa with his arms crossed

and leaned against the headboard

was so afraid to close her eyes again, so she stayed

sleeper, so

was not easy for him to endure being stared at by

naked, so she could only cover herself

his eyes and just glanced at

after, he came

asked

her here, what would she do? She didn't want to follow him, but she was more scared of staying alone in this strange

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