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

Chapter 170: Please Him  

Ayla didn't want to play hardball with Brian.If he had no intention of giving the earring to her, she probably wouldn't be able to take it from him.

"What? What's on your mind? Hmm?"

Noticing that Ayla was absent minded, Brian leaned closer to her ear, whispering with a devilish grin on his dashing face.

‘What do I have in mind? There's no way I can keep anything from him, can I?' Ayla wasn't in a rush to solve this problem.

Besides, sooner or later, she'd be able to get the earring from him.

"Since there's nothing else notable to do here, I'm leaving."

She grabbed her handbag and left the warehouse.

On the other hand, Brian just stood there, watching Ayla walk away.

His stern face was incredibly hard to read.

On her way to leave the warehouse, she deliberately slowed down.

‘Didn't he follow me? Why didn't he stop me?’ Normally, he would've continued pestering her.

Did he get mad at her because she wouldn't tell him the identity of the owner of the earring? After counting three seconds, she turned around, and said, "Mr.Clark, aren't you going back? Or are you planning to guard this warehouse?"

She had a bright and charming smile on her face.

Chuckling, Brian replied, "Of course, I will go back.But if you want to go back in my car, you have to go upstairs with me first."

In reality, he didn't have anything else to do here.

But in order to save face and stop her from acting so proud, he was going to pretend to be here for an inspection of the shopping mall. This content © Nôv/elDr(a)m/a.Org.

In truth, he wanted her to follow him, so that he could keep an eye on her.

In her ten-centimeter-high stilettos, Ayla followed Brian closely.

Although she was reluctant to do it, she tried to force a smile.

Brian turned sideways, casting Ayla a glance.

Seeing that she was rubbing her ankle and having trouble catching up to him, he stopped.

"Are you tired?" he asked.

"No.Why would I be tired?"

She immediately stood in attention and smiled again.

"Really? You're not?"

Brian just wanted her to stop pretending to be strong in front of him, but she was too stubborn to admit that she needed a break.

"Of course, Mr.Clark.You don't seem to be the least bit exhausted.How can I complain that I'm tired? Right?"

Looking back at him, Ayla straightened herself, refusing to admit defeat.

Even if she knew that Brian did this on purpose, she didn't say anything about it.

After hearing her response, he continued looking around the shopping mall.He even stopped for lunch at the staff canteen.He didn't take Ayla back until they got off work.

And even then, they didn't go back to the company.

He took her back to their apartment directly.

As soon as they arrived, Brian went to his study.

On the other hand, Ayla went back to her bedroom, sitting on the sofa cross-legged, and massaging her sore ankles.

It was so cruel of him to make her walk all day long.

The long hours of tidying up the warehouse had already drained her, and then she had to walk around the shopping mall for more than half a day.

She felt like she almost lost a fraction of her life just because of that damned earring.

At this point, she wasn't even sure that it was worth all that effort.

Up until now, Ayla hadn't gotten the earring yet.

When she opened the drawer of the bedside table, she found two pills inside.

These were the sleeping pills that the doctor prescribed her for her insomnia a few days ago.

As soon as Brian came in, he noticed that she was Staring at the drawer.

"What's up? What made you so upset?" Ayla rolled her eyes at him.

How could she not be upset about this? If there was a reason to be happy, she would be.

But there wasn't any.

"Ayla!" Brian shouted.

‘This woman is so unpredictable, ' he thought.

Earlier this day, she was happily following him around to please him.She probably did that because she wanted ] to get the earring from him.

Brian wasn't a fool.

He already knew the identity of the earring's owner.

However, he had his own way of dealing with things.

"What is it, Mr.Clark?"

Quickly closing the drawer, Ayla looked at him .it seemed that she really couldn't hide her thoughts from him.

"Time for dinner," said Brian.

Every time she acted this stubborn, it made him so angry.

Nobody had ever been capable of easily making him angry.

After their dinner, Brian went back to his study.

Meanwhile, Ayla sat in the living room, feeling quite anxious.

About five minutes later, she went back to the bedroom.And after hesitating for a long time, she went into the kitchen with the two pills in her hand.

Meanwhile, Brian was on a video call with Jaime using his laptop.

All of a sudden, Ayla knocked on the door, carrying a cup of aromatic coffee.

"What's up?" He raised his head to look at her.

His voice was as cold as it always was.

"I don't have anything better to do, so I made you a cup of coffee." Ayla smiled, putting the cup on his desk.

"Did I disturb you?"

"What do you think?"

Brian glanced at her with a knowing look.He figured that she was probably trying to play a trick on him.

Otherwise, she wouldn't have been so kind as to make him a cup of coffee.

He wasn't a fool, so he could read her like an open book.

"I'll leave now, so you can enjoy your coffee in peace."

After saying that, Ayla left the study and closed the door behind her.She pressed her ear against the door, carefully listening to the sounds coming from inside.

"Boss, did Miss Woodsen have a change of heart or something? Why would she make you a cup of coffee?"

lt turned out that Jaime had heard their conversation because he didn't end the video call.

Brian picked up the cup, breathing in the aroma of the coffee.

"She won't be so kind to me."

He then turned around, pouring out the contents of the coffee.

Moments later, the video call ended and Brian closed his laptop.

Ayla wanted to solve this problem herself, but he wouldn't.allow her to do so.

He took out the earring from the desk drawer and stared at it.

When Linda sprained her ankle last time, he noticed her wearing this same earring.Her habit of tucking her hair behind her ear was actually the reason he managed to see it.

Since no sound was coming from inside the study, Ayla pushed the door open and came in.She found Brian fast asleep on his desk.

But little did she know that he wasn't actually asleep.He was just resting his eyes, and waiting for her to come in.

Ayla opened the drawer and found the crystal earring inside.

She then picked it up and held it in her hand.

‘What does Linda want from me? Doesn't she have enough already?’ she thought.

Why was Linda doing this to Ayla? How would she benefit from this crime? Afterwards, Ayla set the earring down on the desk to open another drawer.

Upon opening it, she was frozen in shock.

What she found in this drawer was far too familiar to her.

There was no way that she could ever forget what it was.

But why did Brian have one of these? Ayla knew that Brian was involved in this kind of business, but she couldn't figure out why he would keep one of these things around at home.

With trembling hands, she bit her lower lip, carefully picking up the syringe.She had thought that she would never see this wretched thing again in her life.

Underneath the syringe, there was a medical report.

When Brian opened his eyes, he saw her pale face.

He was sure that she knew about this sort of drug.

Moreover, judging by the horrified look on her face, she was terrified of that thing.

"What are you doing?" Brian said to her all of a sudden.

Ayla's hand slipped, causing her to drop the document.