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!"

the taxi

need to ask because

of the car's

going back

sold

go? She couldn't escape from

car finally stopped at the

was much quieter than

of the car, he pulled his daughter into the club by her

Brian was waiting for them with a glass of wine in

was dimly lit by floor

as Clayton pulled

found this

pulled Ayla down along with him as they

no dignity in his

Brian didn't respond.

the wine lazily, then put down the glass, and focused on the two people in front

you are really

from the sofa and

over her face, he asked, "Whom did you hook

hook

Ayla lowered her eyes.

hateful gaze of him made her not want to

had escaped, maybe which was

wasn't

was her right, which he was

"Really?"

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

all her fault.Please let me go now.She

up at Brian and said quietly but in a firm tone, "I told you I want to be free.Give

didn't want to go back

want to lose

her arm and pulled her

your daughter wants her freedom, what do

life

at her, hinting to

freedom she was talking about? They had lost all their money, and they were lucky enough to

could they be longing for freedom!

be

the sofa, Brian looked at Ayla and said, "But your

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

soon as he finished his words, two men came over with thick wood sticks and

help but scream

Mr.Clark, please

that Ayla had seen such a

cruel? Brian poured himself another drink and drank calmly as if nothing

my father go.Okay! Okay!

condition