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

Chapter 55: Forget Him 

After eating, Brian and Anna left the restaurant, while Toby and Molly found a table in one corner.

Molly was no longer in the mood.She had been wearing a sullen expression on her face.

Toby watched Brian and Anna leave together, looking very intimate, and his heart ached for Ayla.

Brian was dating another woman outside.

But what about her? She did not only have to work and make money, but she also had to be locked up by Brian in his villa.

She had no freedom at all.

Molly noticed that he looked restless, so she said, "Do you want to find that bitch right now? Okay, fine! Go ahead and look for her!"

She then grabbed her handbag and ran out of the restaurant without looking back.

Looking at the dishes that they hadn't eaten yet, Toby heaved a sigh.

He then took out some cash from his wallet, put it on the table, and followed her out.

"Molly, wait! Molly, please don't be angry."

He grabbed her.

"What? Why are you pulling me? If you want to find her, just go.You don't care about me anyway.Now, just tell me frankly.Who owns your heart? She or me?"

Molly raised her chin and looked at him with tears in her eyes.

She loved him so much, but he didn't care about her at all.

He only had Ayla in his heart and in his mind.

"Molly, let's not talk about this, okay? Let's just go home now."

Toby could neither lie nor tell her the truth, Ayla owned his heart, but Molly was his wife.

He was responsible for her, and he couldn't hurt her.

However, Ayla was suffering now.

To make him feel at ease and give up his promise to her, she lied to him.

She said that she was living a happy life, but she wasn't.

Did he make the wrong decision when he married Molly? But he would lose everything if he left the Smith family.

How could he give Ayla a good life if he had nothing? He left the city alone that year because he was afraid that she would suffer with him.

But now, he wanted to regret what he did.

If he had known that things would come to like this, he would have taken Ayla away back then.

"Tell me honestly, do you still miss her? Will you go and find her?"

Molly said, gripping his sleeve tightly.

Toby held Molly in his arms without saying a word.

He didn't know what to say because he couldn't answer her questions again.

He couldn't stop missing, thinking, and caring about Ayla.

However, she quickly pushed him away and hailed a taxi.

He was left there standing in a daze.

Perhaps he was destined to hurt Molly.

But he couldn't give Ayla happiness either.

Ayla was in her room.

She sat on the sofa and watched the snow falling from the sky.

But she seemed not satisfied, so she put on her down jacket and stood outside the balcony.

She reached out her little hand to catch the snowflakes and let them melt in her palm.

No matter how beautiful they were, she couldn't keep them.

They would melt, and she had no way to stop it.

As soon as Brian entered the room, he saw her stretching her hand out and catching the snowflakes with a smile.

"What are you doing here at this time of the night?"

Ayla turned around and looked at him with her mouth agape.

Was she imagining things? How could he suddenly appear here? He should have been angry with her, right?

"Aren't you going to come in?"

Brian threw his coat away and sat on the sofa.

It was only then that Ayla came back to her senses.

She walked back to her room, closed the door of the balcony, and rubbed her cold hands.

"Why are you back so late? I thought you're not coming back today."

Brian lit a cigarette and snapped, "I can come back whenever I want.Do you have any problem with that?"

Actually, he didn't have plans of coming home tonight.

But since he saw Toby in the restaurant earlier, he became curious.

He wanted to see whether Ayla was behaving herself or not.

"No, not at all."

Ayla dragged her oversized plush slippers and walked towards him.

"Have you eaten yet? I'll make you something to eat."

"Okay."

Brian didn't refuse this time.

Ayla immediately went to the kitchen and heated up the soup she made for dinner.

She also prepared a bowl of rice for him and some of his favorite dishes.

She knew that he always preferred to eat rice every time he was at home.

While eating the dishes and soup in front of him, Brian remarked, "Your cooking skills have improved a lot."

When he criticized the dishes she cooked last time, she worked hard to improve her cooking skills.

It was her motivation, so she learned faster.

Upon seeing that he was almost done, Ayla went back to the kitchen to make his coffee.

She didn't want him to drink black coffee, but she couldn't go against his will.

Brian put down his chopsticks and took the cup of coffee from her.

She had been observing him, and she noticed that he seemed to be in a good mood tonight.

She could always feel the slightest change of his mood.

Brian went back upstairs while Ayla cleaned up the kitchen.

When she was done, she also went upstairs.

He was in his room, sitting on the sofa in a night robe.

She stood at the door, hesitating to go inside.

Eventually, she decided to walk inside.

After all, she had never been alone every time he was home.

And tonight was no exception.

Brian looked at her.

"I saw Mr.Brown today."

His words stopped her in her tracks.

Since Toby's wedding, she had been trying to forget him.

He was already married, and they couldn't possibly be together again.Ayla smiled indifferently.

"This city is not that big, so it's not surprising that you run into each other.Besides, you still have some business cooperation, right?"

"Well, you're quite open-minded.But will it make you happy if you find out that he and his wife fought in the restaurant because of you?"

Brian couldn't see through her heart, so he wanted to know her reaction.

Even if she wanted to escape the past, he knew that she still had feelings for Toby.So she must be affected, right?

"If I feel happy about it, you will be unhappy."

For her, her happiness didn't matter because she didn't want to cause discord between Toby and Molly.

Brian pulled her into his arms and said, "Forget him."

Ayla didn't say anything and just wrapped her arms around his waist.She would forget him, but she needed time.

Under the dim light, he kissed her slightly cold cheek and then her lips.

He pressed her body against the sofa, unwilling to let her go.

But all of a sudden, her lower abdomen tightened, and she felt a sharp pain.

She subconsciously pushed him away.

"No, don't!"

Brian stepped back and watched the red blood flowing down her legs.

Thinking that she was on her period, he coldly turned around and walked into the bathroom.

Ayla's face turned deathly pale, and she felt like she was about to faint.

She looked at the blood on the floor in horror.

She was so scared that she didn't dare to move.

After lying in her bed the whole night, the pain in her lower abdomen gradually alleviated.

She curled up in bed and wrapped herself tightly in the quilt, trembling.

Maria went upstairs to check on her.

"Mrs.Clark, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling sick? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

Ayla shook her head.

"No need.Maybe it's just because of menstruation."

She felt strange because she never felt this kind of pain during her monthly period before.

"Mrs.Clark, has your period become irregular? It used to come on time, right?"

Maria asked while pouring a cup of ginger tea with brown sugar for her.

"Have some ginger tea first.It will help you feel better."

Ayla was also stunned by Maria's question.

Her menstrual period was indeed very accurate.

But this time, she didn't notice that it had been a month and a half. ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

And it only came last night.

Was it because of the contraceptives she was taking? She really hoped so.

Then she remembered Brian.

He didn't even come over to check on her.

He would only let her rest every time she had her period.