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

"Where are you going?"

Before Ayla could walk away, Brian grabbed her arm.She didn't try to struggle at all.

"Mr.Clark, pulling my arm like this when we're in the office is inappropriate. I suggest you let me go.Don't forget what you promised me last time."

Ayla had gotten adept at threatening Brian.

But he didn't mind.He would let her do what she wanted to do for now.

During daytime, he submitted to her rules, but at night, it was the other way around.

As he let go of her hand, he said, "Do you need me to drive for you?"

"That's not necessary."

With that, Ayla walked out of the office without even glancing back at him.

Brian knew her well.

Even if she didn't say a word, it didn't necessarily mean that she wasn't going to do anything about what happened in the warehouse.

Once Ayla had gotten out, she hailed a cab to Prario and went straight to the underground warehouse.

When she told the guard her name, he opened the door for her.

If it weren't for the fact that Brian had informed the guard ahead of time, maybe she wouldn't have been able to get in.

As she stood at the door of the warehouse, she saw the messy pile of clothes on the floor.

'Was there a thief here?’ 

"What the hell happened here?" she asked the security guard.

"Miss Woodsen, this happened on the day you had an accident.Mr.Clark told us not to move anything, and I wait for you to examine the situation," said the guard honestly.

It turned out that Brian had deliberately let the mess be.

The scattered clothes all over the warehouse were f caused by the same person who assaulted Ayla.

Perhaps Brian already had an idea who the culprit might be, but he just didn't have enough evidence.

"Oh, I see.It's alright then.Carry on with your work.I'll clean this up."

Even if Ayla had no clue who did this, she still needed to clean it all up.

might find the missing dress

then squatted down, folding each of the clothes one by one, and arranged them by their original

ten minutes later, Brian also arrived at

whether it was for the missing dress or finding clues that might lead to the identity

are you doing

clothes, a familiar hand reached out for the same one

as she expected, it was

the same reason as you

pick up the

a half to finish cleaning up the

they had gotten everything in order, Ayla felt

missing dress

have to worry about that anymore.I've already asked the factory to make another

big of a deal

definitely not an accident that the dress suddenly

done

head to look at him, he

care about anything? If he didn't care, then there was no

still lent her a

helping me worth

felt like she was almost drowning in

possible that Brian would manage to steal her

assistance for free." Brian

offered no resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips and tongue had an irresistible

made her

never felt the same way from

too wild and domineering, tearing down her defenses like it was

why he was the

what the subject might be, he

he was

enjoyed seeing her so intoxicated by

she was being like this, he would have the confidence

Brian's deep and charming voice pulled Ayla

heartless man enough to make her lose

he saw something twinkling in his peripheral vision.He decided to let her go, and then he walked towards the wall to pick up

in his hand was a

its simple shape, it

and ordinary folk wouldn't be able to afford an earring

long after, Ayla also took a look