The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone)
Chapter 184: I Have Nothing To Say
Ayla left the ward and dragged her exhausted body into the hospital garden.She really could not figure out how things turned out like this.She then sat on a bench and gazed at people who came and went.
There were also pregnant women who passed by in front of her with their bulged belly.
‘What the hell did I do wrong this time? Why does nothing good ever come out of everything I've done?’ she mused.All of a sudden, two familiar figures came into her sight —Toby and Molly.
She wanted to walk over to them and say "hello" but decided not to.
A memory of what had happened to Haley suddenly crossed her mind, so she immediately stood up and hid behind a big tree.
Careful not to be seen, she watched as Toby helped Molly walk into the building.It was not until they walked in that Ayla came out from behind the tree.
Not long after, she left the hospital and hailed a cab.
"Clark Group building, please," she said to the taxi driver.
"Okay," the driver responded with a nod.
"No, wait. Go to the HM Garden instead,"
Ayla hurriedly said as she changed her mind.She figured that it was not right to go to the company like this, so she had better go back to Brian's apartment first.
Once she arrived at the door of the apartment, she took out the key from her purse and opened the door.
She was expecting that the apartment was empty.
However, the instant she opened the door, she smelled a strong stench of tobacco, making her choke and cough uncontrollably.
She turned to look at the sofa and saw that Brian was there, smoking.
‘What is he doing here?’ she wondered in disbelief.Something suddenly occurred to her.
At the thought of it, she smoothed her hair and pulled it down to cover her left cheek that was bruised and swollen, hoping that he would not notice it.
walked
you happy to see me back?" Brian
his voice was calm and expressionless, Ayla could tell that he was unhappy.She cast a glance at the ashtray and found that it
come back last night?’
"Mr.Clark, I'm sorry.I..."
to him? If she did, would her explanation
Brian asked as
covering half of her face, the wound on her cheek did not escape
a whiff of alcohol
what this woman did
him
up the call, he left everything behind
waited for her the whole night, but
this woman want? Was she trying to piss me off?’ he
yesterday, so I didn't come home," Ayla nervously answered, not wanting to make
wine? How much exactly did you drink? Smell yourself! You smell like you bathed in ajar
and lifted her chin with his thumb
face? You'd better tell me
he spoke, his voice was icy cold that almost made Ayla tremble
have nothing to say,"
stared at his angry face, she knew that he
only distort her explanation, even if it was
you take me for? Answer me! That Lucas...what's so good about him? Did he force Haley to have an abortion just to get you? Perhaps you two did something that you shouldn't have done, so you could anger Haley and make her have a
to know whatever he wanted right
knew what had happened last night and this
explanation until the morning, only to hear that she had nothing
was.He did not have the heart to tell her what Lucas
had already known everything, why did he have to
give me the chance,"Brian said with a sneer.If only she told him the truth, he would have just let it go.Sadly,
everything I want.Whoever I am seeing
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