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!"

harshly pulled her towards the taxi by her

didn't need to ask because

the car's

going back to that

had sold

go? She couldn't escape

car finally stopped at the gate

was much quieter than in

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

private room, Brian was waiting for

room was dimly lit by floor

quietly as

found this

along with him

no dignity in

Brian didn't respond.

the wine lazily, then put down the glass, and focused on

Mrs.Clark, you are really

from the sofa and walked up to

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

hook up

Ayla lowered her eyes.

hateful gaze of him made her not want to face

escaped, maybe

wasn't all her

for freedom was her right, which he was reluctant to give

"Really?"

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

let me go now.She

firm tone, "I told you I want to be

didn't want to go back to his

to

grabbed her arm

daughter wants her

won't.Her life is yours,

at her, hinting to stop

all their money, and

they be longing for freedom!

want to be free? Okay

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

"No! No! Mr.Clark."

Clayton panicked.

men came over with thick

but scream in

Mr.Clark, please

the first time that Ayla had seen such a cruel

he be so cruel? Brian poured himself another

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

saw Clayton's condition with horror-stricken