The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us

her intimidatingly, Ayla instinctive

. Why are you hiding yourself from your own husban

way, he wouldn't let her off easily tonight. Mean

hem. "Don't you know how to fulfill your duty as a wife?" He shot a vicious glare

an, she was bold enough to speak up her dissent. She knew her resis

ink you have a choice?" Brian gritted his teeth w

The more she behaved like this, the more

lling her towards him. His muscular arms wrapp

ay. However, compared to him, she was fragile

Have you forgotten that today is our wedding day?

Clark, please let me go!

a little too hypocritical?" Brian thought that as the famous girl of the Woodsen family, s

t of him had been giving hi

t in pain as Brian positioned himself bet

g every means t

she got married. Now it was too

mattress, Brian asked, "How much d

k anymore. He wouldn't of believed whatever she said anyway. Nonet

th? She couldn't admit her ide

o be silent an

ter finishing off. He had prepared two rooms because he didn't

uickly pulled a blanket over her before

ng on the ground and looking out of the window. Would

't even love her, she had lost the

a bang as Brian came in with a bottle of medic

she was a member of the Woodsen family. He wo

erienced, but she knew

sary. She had to go to sch

ry. She still had to go to c

fety, you'd better listen to me!" He opened the bottle, poured out a white pill. H

ked. Tears bri

ian sat down on the sofa, took out

g a little. "But, I d

thes, she only had a few casual clothes she wore in colleg

hing you need." It was indeed Arlene. Brian was now sure of i

er luxurious

l. Within ten minutes, a pile of bra

and soft fabric in front of her, Ayla was flabbergasted. Alt

a, Brian was watching her. He frowned slightly when she chose the plain white d