"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 have to get used to

the sumptuous food prepared for them, but

herself to finish the food so

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

saw that he was watching a

stay at home like this, and as long as he

her plate, intending to take it to

I'll clean the table. You can go

but Maria took the empty plate from her hand and

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

create opportunities for the two

brought Mrs.Clark back and

took a deep breath and went to the living

she said softly, putting down the bowl of fruit on

living like this.She had so many questions, but

brought out a phone

"Here," he said.

tell him how well you're doing

to disturb his happiness," she

made up her mind not to disturb

not want to be

coolly

in mind that your duty now is to live here and act as

What did he mean by

with her lips parted

to endure his overbearing attitude and satisfy his needs?She found her situation helpless and painful, and she had to force herself to

whole night with anyone, she had to drag her aching body back to

body was the price she had to pay

rest of the week,

awake until

seated in his office, was

a long time since

members there informed him that Lala was

had

not trust Brian at

he was willing to gamble on

entered the office, she saw

frowned, wondering if the woman had left because she had fallen

realize her fault? Had she decided on her own that she would no longer be a third party coming between them?

towards the

"Toby," she said.

Molly called his name, he came

here," he

been ignoring her, because his mind

have some soup for you," she said, holding

working overtime so

him to the sofa and handed him a bowl of

soup.He said, "Don't worry.I'll come home early

couldn't stop himself from loving Lala, he

Ayla was helping to clean the villa, she considered

she wouldn't be able to, but still, she

living room with a book

drowsy when her mobile phone

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