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 scared,"

to have to get used

sumptuous food prepared for them, but Ayla had lost

the food so he

to the living room, where there was a

and saw that he was watching a financial

this, and as long as he was in there, she didn't want to

her plate, intending to take it to the kitchen, but

I'll clean the table. You can

her hand and

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

create opportunities for the two of them to

which was why he'd brought Mrs.Clark back and arranged for her to

took a deep breath and went to

she said softly, putting down the bowl of fruit on

to living like this.She had so

brought out a phone and

"Here," he said.

tell him

don't want to

had made up her mind not to

not want to be the other woman

glanced coolly at

way.Keep in mind that your duty now is to live here and

he mean

stared at him with her

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

anyone, she had to drag her aching body back to her

body was the price she had

rest of the

stayed awake until dawn, her

his office, was

time

members there informed him that

Brian had taken

did not trust

would suffer, but he was willing to gamble

she saw

he thinking about that woman again? Molly frowned, wondering if the woman had left because

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

walked towards the

"Toby," she said.

called his name, he came to his

hello.You're here," he said,

his mind

you," she said,

past weeks.Do you need to be working overtime so much?

the sofa and handed

began drinking the warm soup.He said,

stop himself from loving Lala,

day, while Ayla was helping to clean the villa, she considered her dream of

to, but still, she couldn't stop

alone in the living room

getting drowsy when her mobile phone

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