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!"

harshly pulled her towards the taxi by her hair

didn't need to ask because

of the car's back seat and waited for her inevitable

back to

sold her to that

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

stopped at the gate of a luxurious entertainment

much quieter than in the night, but there were

pulled his daughter into the club by her hair, ignoring the surprised gazes of

room, Brian was waiting for them with

room was dimly lit by floor lamps

watched quietly as

found

Ayla down along with him as they kneeled in front of

dignity in

Brian didn't respond.

put down the glass, and focused on the two people

Mrs.Clark, you

sofa and walked up to

cream stains all over her face, he asked, "Whom did you hook up with this

didn't hook up

Ayla lowered her eyes.

made her

escaped, maybe

wasn't

freedom was her right, which he was reluctant to give

"Really?"

asked, "What is

go

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

go

want to lose

grabbed her arm and pulled her

your daughter wants her

won't.Her life is yours,

hinting

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

be longing

be

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

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

came over

couldn't help but scream in

Mr.Clark, please

time that Ayla had seen such

cruel? Brian poured himself another drink and drank calmly

please let him go.Let my father

Clayton's condition