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 by her

because she knew where

of the car's back seat and waited for

back to that

had sold her to

could she go? She couldn't escape from that

car finally stopped at the gate of a

than in

pulled his daughter into the club by her hair,

private room, Brian was waiting for them with a glass of wine

lit by

as Clayton pulled

I've found

with him as they

was no dignity

Brian didn't respond.

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

Mrs.Clark, you

the sofa and walked up to

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

didn't hook

Ayla lowered her eyes.

him made her

maybe which was

it wasn't all her

right, which he was reluctant to give

"Really?"

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

go now.She won't run away

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

go back

want to lose her self-esteem

arm and

wants her freedom, what do you

won't.Her life

at her, hinting to

had lost all

be longing for freedom!

to be free?

Ayla and said, "But your freedom

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

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

couldn't help but scream in

please

Ayla had

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

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

saw Clayton's condition with horror-stricken