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!"

taxi by her hair

didn't need to ask because she

cowered in a corner of the car's back seat and waited for

going back

had sold her to

could she go? She couldn't escape

finally stopped at the gate of a

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

Clayton got out of the car, he 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

watched quietly as Clayton

I've found this

him as

was no dignity in his

Brian didn't respond.

the glass, and focused on the two people in

Mrs.Clark, you are

up from the sofa and

the 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 partner

didn't hook

Ayla lowered her eyes.

gaze of him made her not want to

had escaped, maybe which

it wasn't all her

which he

"Really?"

cream on her face and hair, Brian asked, "What

me go now.She

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

to go

want to lose her self-esteem

grabbed her arm

her

won't.Her life is yours,

at her, hinting

talking about? They had lost all their money, and they were lucky enough

they be longing for freedom!

to be

"But your freedom depends on whether you are willing to sacrifice

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

words, two men came over with thick wood sticks and began hitting

help but

please forgive

was the first time that Ayla

poured himself another drink and drank calmly as if

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

saw Clayton's condition with horror-stricken