The Substitute Bride: Making Memories Of Us (Lois Stone) Chapter 162: Forget The Pain After Getting Drunk

"No! You're lying! You told me that you hate him! How could you go back to him? I don't believe it! I
refuse to believe it!"

Lucas shouted at Ayla.She said that she was going back to Brian's side, and that from now on, she
would be with him.

‘It's a lie! They're nothing but all lies!” Lucas refused to believe any of her words.

For such a long time, he had believed that the bond he made with Ayla over the past two years was
enough to make her move on from her few months of marriage with Brian.

Besides, in those short-lived months, she was miserable.

"I'm not lying to you.I still love him.I can't bring myself to forget about him, so I've decided that I want to
start over with him," she said sternly.

‘Perhaps this is enough to make him believe me! “she thought.

Lucas held Ayla's hand, refusing to let her go.He pressed his lips against hers.He wanted her, all of
her.He had thought that he could keep her by his side by making her believe that they had sex that
night in Italy.

But the moment Brian reappeared in her life, she turned her back on Lucas.

The kiss felt painful to Ayla.

It wasn't a kiss born out of love, but of hatred.He hated her for wanting to leave him and for not
reciprocating his love.

Then so be it! If hatred could eventually make him happy, it was a sacrifice she was willing to make.



Lucas leaned closer to Ayla's ear, and whispered, "Lala, you're mine.You can only be mine!"

If he would let her go after he enjoyed her body one last time, Ayla decided that she would just let him
do it.

However, before he could proceed, the doorbell rang.

"Lucas, that might be Miss Green."

Ayla pushed Lucas away.She didn't want to cause an even greater rift between him and Haley.

Remorsefully, Lucas ruffled his messy hair as he went to open the door.

However, the person at the door wasn't Haley, it was Brian!

"What are you doing here?"

Lucas blocked the entryway of the door, preventing him from entering.His tone was unfriendly, because
there was no need to be affable towards him.

They were rivals in love after all.

"I'm here for Lala."

Brian seemed to know Ayla very well.

The moment Haley told her that she was Lucas’ fiance and hinted that she was pregnant, Ayla had
probably decided to leave Lucas.

"She's not here.You've come to the wrong place."

Still, Lucas wouldn't allow Brian to come in.His arrival would only ruin everything.



Upon hearing Brian's voice, Ayla decided to use him to her advantage this time.She went to the door,
and said.

"Don't stop him.I asked him ta come pick me up."

It was obviously a lie.

But the anger and resentment that had been built up in Lucas’ heart made him unable to see through
her lie.

Before he took Ayla to this apartment, he didn't even tell her where they were going.

Besides, ever since they got here, he never saw her contact Brian once.

"Lala, are you done talking to him? If you're finished here, come home with me."

Brian noticed that Ayla’s lips were swollen, making him furious.

‘‘Wasn't she here to break up with him? Or did she actually come here to reconcile with him instead?’’
Ayla nodded.

"Well, Lucas, as you can see, I was telling you the truth."

If she was actually telling that truth, then Lucas should stop seeing her.

Ayla’s presence would only bring unhappiness to him and Haley.

And perhaps, Ayla had no future in the first place.

Lucas wanted to stop her, but Brian had already escorted her to the elevator.



And as the doors of the elevator close, Lucas cried out in anger. Ayla didn't utter a word until the car
was far away from the apartment.

"I want to drink," she said.

Brian glanced at her.He had been wondering why she appeared so calm.

But it seemed that she was not that calm after all.He had no objections to her request, so he drove her
to a bar.

By nine in the evening, there were not many people in the bar.

But under the sound of heavy metal music and the glistening lights, Ayla drank one glass after another.

The strong liquor stimulated both her stomach and her heart.

Everything was over.

After she got drunk, she could just forget everything that ever happened! Brian stayed by Ayla’s side
and didn't stop her from drinking.

If she wanted to get hammered, then he would let her do whatever the hell her heart desired.

Whether she still had feelings for Lucas or not, she had decided to give up on him.

And now, the only thing she could do was to come back to Brian obediently.Ayla poured a glass of wine
for Brian.

"Brian, come on! Drink with me."

"You've already drunk so much."



Brian had thought that she was a light drinker, but she was actually capable of drinking the large bottle
of wine herself.

"I know.I just want to get drunk right now.Did you know? People say that you'll forget all the pain you're
feeling after getting drunk.That's why I want to get drunk.You won't be so mean as to not buy me a
drink, would you?"

Ayla struggled to keep her eyes open, and saw the man before her clearly.

"If I don't pay for it, and leave you here, the boss of the bar will be more than happy."

Nobody would refuse such a beautiful woman.

"You men are all terrible people!" said Ayla.

As she flailed her body around, she accidentally knocked ever the wine glass and spilled it all over
Brian. But she didn't seem to realize what she had done.

Her body was so close to him.

"All men are trash."

Brian took the glass from her hand.

"Okay, I get it.You're in a foul mood today, so I'll let you say whatever the hell you want.I don't blame
you."

‘Doesn't she know that she might make mistakes if she's this hammered? She is only inviting trouble to
herself"

Brian never thought of himself as a gentleman, nor did he think of himself as a man of decency.



This woman indeed lacked a sense of awareness to danger.

Perhaps it was because he was the one with her right now, so she wasn't that worried that something
might happen to her.

Ayla leaned into his arms.

"Mr.Clark, come on.Why are you letting me drink by myself?"

Sometimes, becoming inebriated was another form of relief and escapism from reality.

There were so many things going on in her head that she probably couldn't let go.

Was this foolish woman trying to drown her sorrows in alcohol? Brian looked at Ayla and sighed.

He always cared about her more than anything else.

And now that they were back in each other's lives, they were bound to cherish one another, wouldn't
they?

"Lala, that's enough.I'm taking you home, so stop drinking."

Brian pulled her up from her seat.

If she kept this up, there would be no end to this farce.

"No! I want to keep drinking.I want to get so drunk that I'll forget everything that brings me pain! I feel
so miserable in here!"

Ayla pointed at her heart.

Did it hurt that much? Perhaps it did.



But maybe, she just felt lost right now.

‘Maybe I won't feel any more pain if I get hammered"




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