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

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

minutes later, Brian

it was for the missing

are you

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

she expected,

for the same reason as you

pick up the clothes one

hour and a half to

had gotten everything in

missing dress isn't

worry about that anymore.I've

was that big of a deal that

definitely not an accident that

had certainly done it

he didn't seem

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

lent her a helping

helping me worth it

how this felt.She felt like

what she feared the most.Was it possible

 "Of course, it is.But I don't offer my assistance for free." Brian held her waist, pulling her

over, passionately kissing her to the point that she almost suffocated.Her refusal offered no resistance to his aggressive kiss.His lips

made her

felt the same way from Lucas’

domineering, tearing down

he was

the subject might be, he would beat

he was much more powerful than

enjoyed seeing her so intoxicated

like this, he would have the confidence

you like it?" Brian's

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

peripheral vision.He decided to let her

in his hand

its simple shape, it still looked

definitely not cheap, and ordinary folk wouldn't be able to afford an earring of this

after, Ayla also took a look