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!"

pulled her towards the taxi by her

to ask because she

cowered in a corner of the car's

back

Clayton had sold her

She couldn't escape from that

car finally stopped at the gate of

was daytime, the club was much quieter than in

soon as Clayton got out of the car, he pulled his daughter into the

a private room, Brian was waiting for them

lit by floor

as

I've found

him

dignity in his

Brian didn't respond.

glass, and

Mrs.Clark, you are

from the sofa and

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

hook up with

Ayla lowered her eyes.

him made her not want to

maybe

wasn't all her

freedom was her right, which

"Really?"

hair, Brian asked, "What

fault.Please let me go now.She won't run away again,"

and said quietly 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, but give me freedom.That's all

want to go back to his

to

her arm

wants her freedom, what do

she won't.Her life is

at her, hinting to stop talking

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

could they be longing for freedom!

want to be free?

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

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

men came over with thick wood sticks and began hitting

couldn't help but scream

Mr.Clark, please

first time that Ayla had seen such a

could he be so cruel? Brian poured himself another drink and

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

Clayton's condition with