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

down, folding each of the clothes one

Brian

here, whether it was for the missing dress or finding clues

are you

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

as she expected, it was

same reason as

he helped her pick up

them an hour and a half to finish cleaning

had gotten everything in order,

dress

don't have to worry about that anymore.I've already

didn't think that it was that big

definitely not an accident that the dress suddenly

had certainly done it on

Ayla raised her head to look at him, he didn't seem to

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

still lent her a

helping me worth it to

like she was almost drowning in

possible that Brian would manage

it is.But I don't offer my assistance for free." Brian held

resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips and tongue had

made her want to

way from Lucas’ soft and

much too wild and domineering, tearing down

was why he

matter what the subject might be,

was much more powerful

enjoyed seeing her so intoxicated

have the confidence that he could

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

from this heartless man enough to make her lose her mind? "You're blushing, so I'm going to assume that you enjoyed it," he said

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

held in his hand was

shape, it

definitely not cheap, and ordinary folk wouldn't

took