The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)

Chapter 32: The Wife's Duty 

"What do you think? Mrs.Clark, are you satisfied?" said a voice from behind Ayla.

It was Brian.She turned to face him.Her expression was wary.

"Mr.Clark, what do you want?"

"What do you think?" Brian said softly, moving closer to her.

He lifted her chin, tilting her face so she had no choice but to meet his eyes.

"I can return to the entertainment club.I can keep washing dishes," Ayla offered.

Brian shook his head adamantly.

"No.You don't have to go back.Your sweetheart has spent a lot of money to get you out of that place and allow you to continue being Mrs.Clark.Do you want to let him down?" She said nothing.

Brian added, "So from now on, you live here.Get used to it."

He stepped back and turned away from her, walking into his own bedroom, which was the master room on the other side of the hallway.

As soon as he closed the door behind him, Ayla walked inside her room.

She gazed at the pretty purple bed sheets, the gauzy beige curtains, and the pure white wardrobe and dresser.

It was a lovely, feminine room.

She couldn't believe she would be living here.

She felt as though she didn't deserve this.

She wandered out to the private balcony, which overlooked the lawn.

She spent the rest of the afternoon seated on a lounge chair, enjoying the sunlight and the breeze and the gorgeous view of colorful flowers strewn over the grass.

The sun was setting when she heard a knock at the door.

"Come in," she called.

Maria entered.

"Mrs.Clark, dinner is ready," she said respectfully.

Ayla took a last look at the beautiful orange sky.She smiled to herself.

"Thanks, I'll be right down."

She entered the dining room to find Brian already seated at the head of the table, reading a newspaper.

She stopped near the doorway and said, "Hello, Mr.Clark."

He gave her an impatient look.

"Well, don't just stand there.Do you need me to invite you to sit down?"

He put down the newspaper beside him and gave her a cold look.

She hurried to the table and sat down.

The atmosphere in the dining room was so tense she didn't even dare to glance at him.

so

to get used to this

the sumptuous food prepared for them, but Ayla had lost her

to finish the food so

where there was a large-screen

he was watching

long

take it to the

You can go

Maria took the empty plate from her

Mr.Clark's favorite snack.Go on, you can take

create opportunities for the two of them to get to

mind, which was why he'd brought Mrs.Clark back and arranged for her to live in the room on the

deep breath and

she said softly, putting down the bowl of fruit on the table in front of

had so

phone

"Here," he said.

and tell him how well you're

I don't want to disturb

made up her mind not to

not want to be the other woman

glanced coolly

better this way.Keep in mind that your duty now is to live here and act as a

duty? What did he

with her

attitude and satisfy his needs?She found her situation helpless and painful, and she had to force herself to be pleasant towards

not like spending the whole night with anyone, she

she had to pay for her luxurious

of the week, she could barely

until dawn, her

his office, was feeling

been a long time since he

the entertainment club, the staff members there informed him that Lala was not

Brian had

trust

he was willing to gamble on

office, she saw that Toby was deep

again? Molly frowned, wondering if the woman had left because she had fallen

Had she decided on her own that she would no longer

towards

"Toby," she said.

his name, he came

hello.You're here," he said,

had been ignoring her, because his mind

have some soup for you," she

need to be working overtime so much? Dad and Mom hope

sofa and handed him

drinking the warm soup.He said,

Lala, he couldn't forget his duties

to clean the villa, she

but still, she

sat alone in the living room with a book

was getting drowsy when her mobile phone suddenly rang, jolting her

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