The Substitute Bride's Fateful Lover

he night sky was filled with cl

uxurious, six star hotel in the city Antawood. The worldwide famou

tte between his slender, long fingers. The smoke curling up from

's late now," the man next to him exclaimed. H

ly. She's well known for sleeping with a lot of m

d their doubts about this marriage. However, since Brian h

only happen after con

. Giving me his precious daughter is not going

How much does he think his daughter is worth?" This tim

drag of his cigarette, he said, "Keep a close eye on

n his face. "Or... have you other plans for her?" He had only heard of the beloved daughter of the Woodsen f

She has the curves that all men d

ipated in the conversation actively ab

a bitter expression on her face. She obviou

couldn't stand it a

had discerning eyes that Anna, who had been following Bria

failed to become Mrs. Clark, which was all because of a woman

and glanced at her. Though very subtl

er place. No matter how close she had been to him, she would have t

ur new bride to us?" a follower of

down the drink in one go. Putting down the

dress specially customized in Paris with delicate makeup. Today was her wedding day, but there were no relatives p

upport her family, she became the substitute for the so called

old. Her life had only just begun. But now she was forced married to a man six years

ified, but h

food in the room except for the wine bottles and glasses on the table. She had neve

be the substitute, her old life was behind he

ut. She bit on her lower lip trying to keep herself concious. She ha

ngers entered. Both men were rough lo

see you," one of them spoke co

red and scooted back like

ead, they pulled her up rudely

gled to free herself,

thrown hastily to the ground. Even though the ground

rian spoke with a stead

lene Woodsen now, not Ayla Wo

an. If he realized that she was just a substi