"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.

being so scared," he

to

food prepared for them, but Ayla had

finish the food so he

dinner, Brian went to the living room, where there was a large-screen television mounted on

saw that he was watching a financial

and as long as he

her plate, intending to take it to the

the table. You can go and

plate from her hand and replaced it with

can

deliberately trying to create opportunities for the two of them to get to know

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

and went to the

bowl

was not used to living like this.She had so many questions, but she was

out a phone and handed

"Here," he said.

him how well

I don't want to

her mind not to disturb

did not want to be

glanced coolly at

this way.Keep in mind that your duty now is to

duty? What did he

stared at him with her

duty to endure his overbearing attitude and satisfy his needs?She found her situation

said he did not like spending the whole night with anyone, she had to drag her aching body back to her own room every time they

she had to pay

the week, she could

awake until dawn,

his office,

a long time since he negotiated

gone to the entertainment club, the staff members there informed him

had taken her

did not trust

would suffer, but he was willing to gamble on his company's big

saw

frowned, wondering if the woman had left

her own that she would no longer

towards the

"Toby," she said.

Molly called his name,

hello.You're here," he

mind and heart were

you," she said, holding up

be working overtime so much?

sofa and handed him a bowl

drinking the warm soup.He said, "Don't worry.I'll

himself from loving Lala, he couldn't forget his

clean the villa,

be able to, but still, she

in the living

was getting drowsy when her mobile phone suddenly rang,

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