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

down, folding each of the clothes one by one, and arranged them

later, Brian also arrived at

she would definitely come here, whether it was for the missing dress or finding clues that might lead to the identity

are you doing

as Ayla tried to pick up the clothes, a familiar hand reached out for the same

expected, it was

for the same reason as you

her pick up the clothes one by

and a half to finish cleaning

everything in order, Ayla felt

missing dress

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

didn't think that it was that big

accident that the dress suddenly

had certainly done it on

her head to look at him, he didn't seem to be that

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

her a helping hand without a

me worth it

this felt.She felt like she was

it possible that Brian would manage

my assistance for

no resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips

made her want

the same way from

too wild and domineering, tearing down

he was the

might be, he would beat

all aspects, he was much

seeing her so intoxicated

have the confidence that

feel? Did you like it?" Brian's deep and charming voice pulled Ayla back

lose control just now? Was one kiss from this heartless man enough to make her lose her mind? "You're blushing, so I'm

vision.He decided to let her go, and then he

his hand was a

its simple shape, it

was definitely not cheap, and ordinary folk wouldn't be able to afford an

took a