"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!"

taxi by her hair and

need to ask because she knew where they were

car's back seat

was going back

Clayton had sold her

could she go? She

finally stopped at the gate of

than in the night, but there

got out of the car, he pulled his daughter into the

was waiting for them with a glass of wine in his

dimly lit by

as Clayton pulled

found

down along with him as they kneeled in front

was no dignity in

Brian didn't respond.

then put down the glass, and focused

Mrs.Clark, you are really

sofa and walked up

red mark on her cheek and the cream stains all over her face, he asked, "Whom did you hook up with this time? Perhaps, his

hook

Ayla lowered her eyes.

him made her

escaped, maybe which

it wasn't

which

"Really?"

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

her fault.Please let me go now.She

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

go back to

to lose

her arm and pulled

her freedom, what do

life is yours,

hinting to

all their

could they be longing for freedom!

want to be free?

looked at Ayla and said, "But your freedom depends on whether you are willing

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

came over with

but scream in

Mr.Clark, please

that Ayla had seen such a cruel

could he be so cruel? Brian poured himself another drink and drank calmly

him go.Let my father go.Okay! Okay! I will listen

condition

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