"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!"

her towards the taxi by her

to ask because

car's back seat

going back

Clayton had sold her

could she go? She couldn't escape from that

at the gate

daytime, the club was much quieter than in the

as Clayton got out of the car, he pulled his daughter into the club by her hair,

was waiting for them with

room was dimly lit by

quietly as

found this

Ayla down along with him as

was no dignity

Brian didn't respond.

drank the wine lazily, then put down the glass, and

Mrs.Clark, you

from the sofa and

the red mark on her cheek and the cream stains all over her face, he asked, "Whom

didn't hook up with

Ayla lowered her eyes.

hateful gaze of him made her not want to

maybe which was

wasn't

was her right, which he was reluctant to

"Really?"

"What is this all about then?

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

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

didn't want to go

want to

arm and

her freedom, what

life is

her, hinting to stop talking

They had lost all their money, and they were lucky enough to be still

be

to be free?

said, "But your

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

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

but scream in

please forgive

was the first time that Ayla had seen

another drink and

please let him go.Let my father go.Okay! Okay! I will listen

condition with horror-stricken

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