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

Chapter 76: A Glass Of Milk With Sleeping Pills 

Brian put the glass down.

"Then I'm not drinking it.It's getting late.You should go to bed."

Upon seeing that he didn't drink the milk, Ayla felt disheartened.

'My plan failed, didn't it?” He pressed her against the sofa, holding her in his arms.

"What's going on? You were smiling at me earlier and you even served me milk.Is there something you want me to do? Or maybe you're asking for more sex?"

'How perverted he is! Isn't there any other thought going on in his head?' Ayla cursed in her mind.Or was he so horny that he wanted to fuck her again?

"What are you thinking of? Have you made up your mind?"

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Impatiently, Ayla answered, "Drink the milk and you can do anything you want to me."

Since she had said that, he was certainly going to drink the milk.His lips evoked a charming smile.And like a poppy flower, it enticed everyone, including her.

Ayla stared at the glass of milk without blinking.

However, disappointment was written all over her face.

"Fine.I will."

After saying that, Brian kissed her lips.She tightly grabbed the edge of the sofa as his kiss was so intense and passionate.

"Tell me, did you miss me?"

He didn't need an answer to know that Ayla didn't miss him; not even a little pt Picking up the glass of milk, he said, "Answer me.Then, I'll drink the milk."

Ayla nodded in response.He had forced her into doing it anyway.

After seeing her nod, Brian smiled before he took a big gulp of the milk.

However, he didn't swallow it right away.

Instead, he pressed his lips against hers, transferring the milk into her mouth.

Ayla had long known that he wasn't a simple man to deal with.

When she was having a hard time breathing, she accidentally swallowed the milk which was laced with two sleeping pills.

Upon seeing Brian's devilish grin, she finally realized that she could do nothing against him.

The only thing she could do now was to accept her fate.

When she was sound asleep, he picked Ayla up.

It turned out that she had added sleeping pills into the milk.

The only time this woman shut up was when she was asleep.

For the first time since the abortion of the baby, she finally resisted him, and she didn't even use a good method.

Even if he had ingested the sleeping pills himself, it would only buy her one night of freedom from his grasp.

It still wouldn't be enough to escape him for a lifetime.

She was still too naive.

Meanwhile, Toby, along with Molly, went to a ski resort in the suburb.

"Honey, will you be spending the New Year with me alone every year from now on?" she asked.

"Aren't you happy that we came out to have some fun?" Toby asked, holding Molly in his arms.

He took her here for the holiday because she enjoyed skiing.

"Of course, I am.As a matter of fact, I'll be happy wherever I am, as long as I'm with you." Molly believed that he loved her now, and their relationship was improving.

"Then we can stay here for half a month before going home."

Toby was learning to love her, and treat her well, but he wasn't going to let her have a baby before he was certain that he truly loved her.

Looking him in the eye, Molly replied, "Okay.Only the two of us are here.I want to be sure of something.Why haven't I gotten pregnant? Is it because of my poor health?"

Her words left Toby petrified for a moment.

Then, he smiled and said, "It's all gonna be alright.Don't worry.Just let nature take its course, okay?"

"But it's been so long since we've tried making a baby.If I can give birth to a son like you, I'll live a happier and more fulfilling life."

She leaned against his chest as they sat on a cable car in the skiing resort, staring at the snowy horizon.

Toby didn't say anything, and just kissed her cheek.

The reason they left the city and went to the ski resort was so that he could forget all about Lala.

He didn't want to fill his head with thoughts of her anymore.It would help to ease his pain if he could forget about her temporarily.

When Ayla woke up, she realized that she was in a familiar room.Her memory of what happened last night gradually came back to her.She dug her own grave last night, and jumped directly into it.

Panting heavily, she pulled up the quilt and looked around.

Fortunately, Brian wasn't beside her.

Otherwise, she'd feel ashamed of herself.

Ayla thought that he must've already left, but when she went downstairs, she saw him drinking milk, which was different from his usual habit.

It was like the sun was rising in the West.

"This milk isn't good either," Brian said flatly, hinting at something.

Ayla wasn't an idiot.She gathered why he had said this to her, but she pretended like she heard nothing.

Although, what Brian said was true.

Indeed, the milk wasn't tasty, and it smelled a bit strange.

"Mrs.Clark, I warmed the milk for you," Maria said to Ayla as she walked out of the kitchen.

Ayla frowned.

"I don't want any milk today.I'll have coffee instead."

Merely hearing the word "milk" was enough to humiliate her.

Turning a page of his newspaper, Brian said, "Well, you have to go out later, so don't drink any milk.It'll be unfortunate if you end up feeling sleepy for the rest of the day because of it."

It was obvious that he was satirizing her.

Scoffing, Ayla went into the kitchen to get a cup of coffee.

However, it didn't taste good, so she added some sugar and milk into it.

Sadly, it still didn't taste good.It was far too bitter.

Sure enough, different people had different preferences.

At the thought of being taken back to the entertainment club for an entire afternoon, Ayla felt her skin crawl.

However, the matter of her visit today was different from that of yesterday.

As soon as she entered the room, she was served tea, water, and some desserts.

Brian's men kept addressing her as Mrs.Clark.She wasn't that close to them yet, was she? They had only met yesterday! The only other time she saw them was on her so-called wedding half a year ago.

How could they act so familiar with her now? Brian looked at her and said, "They think you're a God of Wealth."

She lost so much money to them yesterday.

How could they not be happy to see her? Perhaps they were hoping that she'd lose more money to them today.

Ayla shook her head.

"I'm not gonna gamble today.I'm afraid that one day, !'il be the one who'll burn all your assets away."

"You're not capable of doing that yet."

This time, Brian played mahjong himself, and he dragged Ayla to sit beside him and serve him tea and desserts.

In such a lively place, Anna was definitely present.

She walked to Brian's side, putting her hands on his shoulders and looking at his cards.

"Miss Woodsen, you should practice some more.Although Brian is wealthy enough, that doesn't mean you can throw his money away just like that," Anna taunted Ayla.

Brian didn't partake in their conversation and just focused on ending this round.

"I win."

Ayla got up from her chair and said, "I'm not interested in gambling.Miss Anna, if you like it so much, you can join the game and enjoy all you want."

Seconds later, Jaime appeared.

"Mr.Clark," he greeted.

Brian glanced at him, stood up, and said to Ayla, "Play the game for me."

However, she didn't move nor respond.

Instead, Anna sat down in his place.

"Anna, please go easy on us."

As soon as they saw Anna sit at the mahjong table, they all pleaded for mercy before the next round even began.

It seemed that she was also an experienced gambler.

Brian and Jaime had entered the small room, so Ayla didn't have to pretend to be interested in the game anymore.She sat on the sofa alone, holding a pillow in her arms.

"How's it going?" Brian asked, staring at the other man.

Jaime handed over a document, and explained, "Mr.Clark, Clayton has returned from abroad two days ago.He went to Las Vegas to gamble, and he lost all his money."

"I've already guessed it.He's not lucky enough to make money through gambling.Let him have a good time for the next two weeks, and we'll talk about it at a later date," Brian said coldly.

Jaime nodded.

"When I investigated Clayton, I found that the chairman of the Smith Group, Hayden, was also investigating him.It seems that it had something to do with Miss Ayla Woodsen."