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.

find the missing dress

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

Brian also arrived at the

it was for the missing

you

up the clothes, a familiar hand reached out for the same one she

she expected, it

for the same reason

helped her pick up the clothes

hour and a

had gotten everything

missing dress

about that anymore.I've already asked the

that big of a deal that the

was definitely not an accident that the dress

had certainly done it on

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 for him to

still lent her a helping hand without a

me worth it to

like how this felt.She felt like she was almost drowning in his

feeling was what she feared the most.Was it possible that Brian would manage to steal her

for free." Brian held her

kissing her to the point that she almost suffocated.Her refusal offered no resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips and tongue had an irresistible charm that rendered her unable

even made her want to

same way from Lucas’ soft

too wild and domineering, tearing

was why he was

the subject might be, he would beat

he was

her

would have the confidence that he could keep her by his

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

man enough to make her lose her mind? "You're blushing, so I'm going to assume that

let her go, and then he walked towards the wall

Brian held in his

its simple shape, it still

wouldn't be able

after, Ayla also took