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

"Misunderstanding? How ridiculous! Do you think I'm stupid? I should have caught you in bed with him.Only then would you have admitted, right? Bitch!" Molly sneered.

"You're even flirting with each other in public.How could you tell me that I'm misunderstanding you after seeing that? Anyone who has eyes can clearly see that neither of you is innocent, and here you're, busy eating cake?"

Molly's eyes darted towards the cake on the table.

"I'll let you eat it then!"

As soon as she finished her words, she picked up the cake and smashed it on Ayla's face.

All the cream got stuck on Ayla's face, making her embarrassed in front of everyone.

Ayla didn't know how to react after this.

She just sat there inadaze.

"Bitch, don't let me see you again!"

Molly pushed on her chest hard, then turned around and left.

There was cream all over Ayla's face.

She quietly stood up, painfully aware of everyone's gaze on her, then left the restaurant.

Walking on the road in a daze, she felt so alone in this whole world.

She couldn't go back to Toby's apartment, so where would she go now? She had nowhere to go.

Despite the world being so big, there was no place for her to stay.

Her life was so pathetic.

Her eyes welled up, but she stubbornly didn't let her tears fall.

Crying couldn't solve her problem.

Meanwhile, Clayton went to her school to ask about Ayla.

But both the school authority and her friends couldn't give any information about her.

After that, he began searching for her on the roads.

Where was she? While Ayla was walking aimlessly on the Melody Road, keeping her head down, Clayton found her.

"You're such a bitch!"

Seeing her, Clayton immediately came over and pulled her hair.

"Dad? What are you doing here?"

Ayla grabbed his hand and endured the pain, but winced when she saw the bruises on Clayton's face.

No wonder that he would vent his anger on her.

"What am I doing here? I am here because of you! If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have to face these dire consequences!"

towards the taxi by

need to ask because

in a corner of the car's

back

had sold her to

else could she go? She couldn't escape from that

car finally stopped at the gate of a luxurious entertainment

daytime, the club was much quieter than in the night, but

daughter into the club by her hair, ignoring the

waiting for them with a glass of wine

was dimly lit by floor

as

I've found this

along with him as they

was no dignity in

Brian didn't respond.

down the glass, and focused on the two people in front of

Mrs.Clark, you are

stood up from the sofa and walked up to

her cheek and the cream stains all over her face, he asked, "Whom

didn't hook up

Ayla lowered her eyes.

made her not want to

had escaped, maybe which was

it wasn't

was her right, which he

"Really?"

at the cream on her face and hair, Brian asked, "What is this all about then? Do you think

let me go now.She won't run away again,"

and said quietly but in a firm tone, "I told you I want to be free.Give me some time and I'll make up for what

go

want to lose her

arm and pulled her

her freedom,

life is yours,

glared at her, hinting

she was talking about? They had lost all their money, and they were

could they be

to be free?

and said, "But your freedom depends on

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

his words, two men came over with thick wood sticks

but scream in

please forgive

was the first time that Ayla had seen such a cruel

himself another drink and

him go.Let my father go.Okay!

condition with