"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

to ask because she knew

a corner of the car's

going back to

sold her

She couldn't escape from that

stopped at the gate of

quieter than in

his daughter

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

was dimly lit by floor lamps

watched quietly as Clayton

I've found

down along with him as

dignity in his

Brian didn't respond.

put down the glass,

Mrs.Clark, you are

up from the sofa and walked

her face, he asked, "Whom did

didn't hook up with

Ayla lowered her eyes.

him made her not want to face

maybe which

wasn't all her

her right, which he was reluctant to give

"Really?"

asked, "What is this all about then? Do you

it's all her fault.Please let me go now.She won't run

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

want to go back

didn't want to lose her

arm and pulled

wants her freedom, what do

she won't.Her life is

hinting to

she was talking about? They had lost all

could they be longing for

be free? Okay

the sofa, Brian looked at Ayla and said, "But your freedom depends on whether you are willing to sacrifice your

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

two men came over with thick

help but

Mr.Clark, please forgive

the first time that Ayla had seen such a cruel

another drink and drank calmly

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

Clayton's condition

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