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

Chapter 156: She Slapped Him  

"I need some time to think about it."

Brian knew that Tatum only wanted to benefit from his supply and distribution channels.But he wasn't going to negotiate with him until he was certain of what happened to Ayla.

Surely, Lucas had to be present during the negotiation, which was the only way to make her understand the whole matter.She shouldn't blame him for his ploys because he was doing it all for her sake.

Two years ago, no matter what kind of suffering Tatum put Ayla through, Brian would inflict twice the pain on him.

He had had no connection to Tatum for a long time.

This time, perhaps, he could make an exception.

Jaime nodded.

"I see.Boss, I've had the drug delivered to you.You'll get the package within two days."

That drug was developed two years ago.

But for a weak woman like Ayla, she must've gone through so much hell to become who she was today.

"Got it.You can take a break now.Call me if anything notable happens."

After the phone call, Brian drove to the apartment.

As soon as he arrived, he noticed that the lights weren't on.He looked at the closed door of the bedroom.

Ayla must've found out that he had a social activity tonight, so she came home early to get some rest.

He had drunk some wine and now felt a little tipsy.He decided that he wouldn't let her just sleep so comfortably.

The truth was, it was impossible for Ayla to fall asleep so early, so when she heard someone enter the apartment, she closed her eyes and pretended to be asleep.

She knew that it was pointless to lock the door.

He could go in and out freely in her original apartment, let alone his own.

Just as the door opened, Ayla heard his footsteps drawing closer and closer towards her, and the smell of alcohol wafted into her nose.

Ever since she stayed with Brian, she knew that she would never return to who she was.

This man had the capability to make her surrender to him bit by bit.

He sat on the bedside, touching her face.He noticed that her long, curly eyelashes were fluttering lightly. This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

A smirk appeared on Brian's lips.

He had initially thought that Ayla had gone to sleep, but it turned out that she was just pretending.

However, he wasn't going to wake her up.

Naturally, he had a way to wake her up.

Brian bent over, pressing his lips against her cherry pink lips.

As he indulged himself in the sweetness of her lips, he found himself unable to stop.

For the past years, he had been missing everything about Ayla.

He thought that she had died in the sea, but now she had returned.

Now, he wanted to make sure to do everything in his power to return things the way they were.

Ayla realized that it was useless and foolish to pretend to be asleep.

To be honest, whether she was asleep or not, Brian would do whatever the hell he wanted.

‘But isn't he going too far?’ Kissing her was tolerable, but how could he begin to undress her now? It was unbearable! As soon as Ayla opened her eyes, she slapped Brian's face.

"You bastard!"

To alleviate the pain, he stroked his cheek.

"You slapped me.Why would you do that?"

Ayla curled up on the bed.

"Oh, Mr.Clark? I had no idea it was you.I thought it was just some random rogue."

She wasn't going to admit that she did it on purpose.

Besides, he deserved to be slapped for taking advantage of her while she was asleep!

"Oh? Is there anyone who would dare sneak into my apartment?"

Brian wasn't angry that she slapped him.

Ayla had pretended to be asleep to prevent him from having sex with her, so he had to pay the price for doing so.

That price was a slap across the face.

But now that he had received a slap from her without complaint, Brian thought that he had to make it more worthwhile.

"Well, now I'm here.I don't think anyone will be bold enough to lay a finger on you."

Brian wrapped his arms around Ayla's waist, pulling her into his arms.

With her face against his chest, she heard his strong heartbeat and smelled the odor of alcohol exuded by his body.

What he said just now was an excuse to hug her.

What a shameless man! Ayla didn't dare to yell at him.It was enough to curse him in her mind.

Brian held her chin with his fingers, raised her head slightly, and looked into her eyes.

"What were you thinking of just now?"

"Nothing."

As she shook her head, her eyes brimmed with dishonesty.

Brian indulged her duplicity.

"Good."

Those words didn't mean that they were going to stop.

On the contrary, it marked the beginning of what they were about to do.He started kissing her all over her face, slowly making his way to her lips.

"Now do you see who it is?" he asked while she was catching her breath.

His kiss felt so tender that she could barely resist.

Her chest heaved up and down as she took deep breaths.

"Lala." Brian kissed her again.

Ayla was so irresistible to him, making him addicted to her like a drug.

The moonlight shone through the thin gauze curtain, adding to the romantic atmosphere.

After they were done, Ayla was so tired that she fell asleep.

And by the time she woke up, the sun had already shone outside.

She glanced at clock and found that it was already ten in the morning! As soon as she got up, she felt the soreness of her body, and she noticed that Brian was already gone.

She fumbled across the bed to feel his heat, but the other side of the bed was already cold.

'He probably left early, didn't he?’ Exhausted, Ayla went into the bathroom to relieve her pain with hot water.

An hour later, she finished her bath and put on her clothes.

Upon seeing her come out of the bathroom, the servant approached her and said, "Miss Woodsen, you're awake.I've prepared something for you.You can go to the dining table to eat."

Ayla nodded.

"Thank you."

As she sat alone in the dining room, looking at the dishes on the table, she thought that it was too extravagant.

"When did Mr.Clark leave?" she asked the servant.

"He went out around eight o'clock.He mentioned you were tired and needed to rest, and asked me not to wake you up."

The servant stood aside, pouring a glass of water for Ayla.

Ayla was rendered speechless.

‘Brian, you shameless man!’

How could he say something like that to the servant? The servant wasn't a fool.

She probably understood what he meant! If she kept staying by his side, her image would be ruined.

Two days ago, when the servant saw them kissing in the living room, she was almost choked by rice.

Today, he did something stupid again.

It might give the servant the wrong idea! If Ayla didn't go to the company for a long time without a proper reason, rumors would circulate about her in the design department!