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

 The truth? Was there even one between them? And was it necessary to speak of it? Brian wanted to understand Ayla’s pain, but did she still feel pain like an average person? The pain she had suffered during that one year was more than she had in her whole life.

For so many times, she had been suffering so terrible that she thought she might die.

But in the end, she suffered through one great pain after another.

"Lala, tm the only one who'll stand by your side no matter what, understand? I'm the only person you can say whatever you want to," Brian said to her.

Ayla looked up at the man before her.

'Would he be willing to be my only one?’ The person who could've been the one for her didn't end up accompanying her for a lifetime.

She was truly scared of her fate.

Ayla neither agreed nor refused.She just didn't know how to react right now.

During their conversation, the servant knocked on the door and said, "Mr.Clark, the chicken soup is ready."

"Go and have some chicken soup." Brian glanced at Ayla.She had never compromised on anything.

On the other hand, because he excelled in the field of business, never had he made concessions for anyone he had ever met.

But when he met Ayla, he allowed her to do whatever she desired.

Ayla sat at the table, staring at the delicious soup.She then took a sip, and felt disheartened.

Brian looked at Ayla from across the table and he wondered if he could get this woman back or not.

Even if he forced her to stay by his side, she would never offer him her heart.

They lived under the same roof and slept on the same bed, and yet they treated each other so awkwardly.

That night, Ayla was sleeping with her back turned against Brian.

On the other hand, he leaned against the headboard, reading a financial magazine leisurely.

Ayla hadn't said a word to Brian for the whole night.

After glancing at her, he went into the study and looked for the drug in the drawer.

It seemed as if there was nothing he could do for her other than to avenge her.

Ayla got up, pacing back and forth in the room.

of her head and cried

to go

she felt.Then, Ayla left the bedroom.She

not

this for her, so she went to the study to express

her, he asked, "What's

late.Why hadn't she gone to bed? Did she come here to say

"Actually, it's nothing important."

closed his drawer, Ayla figured that she might've interrupted

it would be better if I don't say

since you're already here, come

study,

stood at the door, she was surprised for a moment before she managed to walk

you wake up because you missed having me

shameless he was! Before she

say thank you." She was held

I don't wanna hear that.I prefer something

flashed a

did that, it

that I

that, perhaps you should go back to bed and get some

her

go to bed if you won't let go

words, she could tell that he wanted the

of the study and into

went to

no more problems with her body, she

everyone in the Design

desk, and asked, "Miss

nodded with

am, thanks for

Linda also smiled upon seeing

think that you can come to the company only when you want to, just because you have a connection

I didn't come here to work, and I've asked for a sick leave.I don't think I need your permission for that.After all, you're neither the manager of this department, nor the

she knew that she couldn't

Ayla said

didn't hold either of those positions

position vacant was because he didn't want to create a conflict regarding who would be in charge of the Design Department, considering that it had only been created a few months

in charge of this whole department.It made things a lot easier to deal