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.

touched the back of her head

won't be able to go to work tomorrow, will

much pain she felt.Then, Ayla left the bedroom.She noticed that the light in the

at me? He's not

well aware that Brian did all of this for her, so

her, he asked,

hadn't she gone to bed? Did she come

"Actually, it's nothing important."

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

better if I don't say

already

Brian's study, and

the door, she was surprised for a moment before she

Did you wake up because you

Before she could move back,

just here to say thank you." She was held so tightly that she could

me? I don't wanna hear that.I prefer something

flashed a devilish

struggling.If she did that, it would

that I

back to bed and get some

told her that, her

go to bed if you won't let go of me?" said

his words, she could tell that

of the study and into

resting for three days, she went to the hospital for a follow-up

that there was no more problems with

surprised everyone in

her desk, and asked, "Miss Woodsen, are you feeling

with

thanks for

Linda also smiled upon seeing

come to the company only when

said, "Miss Linda, don't you think you care so much about what I do with my life? I didn't come here to work, and I've asked for a sick leave.I don't think I need

words served to enrage Linda, but she

Ayla said was

hold either of

want to create a conflict regarding who would be in charge of the Design Department, considering that it had only been

department.It made things