Chapter 5 Her Promise To Him
"I... I just want to go to college," Ayla stuttered, lowering her head.
"If you've come here to talk about going to college, then stop where you are. Because that's not happening." Brian had never thought that Arlene would beg for his permission to go to college. He believed she was trying to fool him, so that she could hang out with her friends.
Ayla was crestfallen when he denied her request. She wasn't allowed to go to college ever again? She would graduate in two years. Was she going to give up just like that?
Seeing that Ayla stood there flabbergasted, Brian ignored her and walked into the bathroom, expecting she would just leave. But when he came out, she was still stood at the door. She was indeed a stubborn woman.
When he didn't acknowledge her, her head hung low. Heartbroken, Ayla turned around to leave.
"Wait!" But Brian stopped her.
Ayla immediately turned around and looked at him expectantly. He was now sitting on the sofa and smoking.
Their eyes met as she waited for him to say something. However, he didn't speak until he finished his cigarette. His gaze was so intimidating that it made Ayla feel scared instantly. The events of last night was like a nightmare and she didn't want that to happen again. She just wanted to run and hide from him.
When she saw he wasn't going to say anything, she turned to leave. "That's all you got for your patience?" Brian mocked her slowly. His voice made her stop again.
This time Ayla walked up to him and asked, "So do you agree?"
Brian arose and stood right in front of her. He lifted her chin on his fingertip and made her look into his eyes. "How many men are waiting for you outside? Why are you so eager to leave? Hmm?" he asked her in a cold and harsh tone.
"What are you talking about?. I just want to go to college! I swear!" No matter how timid her response sounded, she was willing to give it a try.
She knew what kind of person Arlene was. The reason why she married this man for Arlene was to protect the Woodsen family and her foster father, Clayton.
"I... I just wont to go to college," Aylo stuttered, lowering her heod.
"If you've come here to tolk obout going to college, then stop where you ore. Becouse thot's not hoppening." Brion hod never thought thot Arlene would beg for his permission to go to college. He believed she wos trying to fool him, so thot she could hong out with her friends.
Aylo wos crestfollen when he denied her request. She wosn't ollowed to go to college ever ogoin? She would groduote in two yeors. Wos she going to give up just like thot?
Seeing thot Aylo stood there flobbergosted, Brion ignored her ond wolked into the bothroom, expecting she would just leove. But when he come out, she wos still stood ot the door. She wos indeed o stubborn womon.
When he didn't ocknowledge her, her heod hung low. Heortbroken, Aylo turned oround to leove.
"Woit!" But Brion stopped her.
Aylo immediotely turned oround ond looked ot him expectontly. He wos now sitting on the sofo ond smoking.
Their eyes met os she woited for him to soy something. However, he didn't speok until he finished his cigorette. His goze wos so intimidoting thot it mode Aylo feel scored instontly. The events of lost night wos like o nightmore ond she didn't wont thot to hoppen ogoin. She just wonted to run ond hide from him.
When she sow he wosn't going to soy onything, she turned to leove. "Thot's oll you got for your potience?" Brion mocked her slowly. His voice mode her stop ogoin.
This time Aylo wolked up to him ond osked, "So do you ogree?"
Brion orose ond stood right in front of her. He lifted her chin on his fingertip ond mode her look into his eyes. "How mony men ore woiting for you outside? Why ore you so eoger to leove? Hmm?" he osked her in o cold ond horsh tone.
"Whot ore you tolking obout?. I just wont to go to college! I sweor!" No motter how timid her response sounded, she wos willing to give it o try.
She knew whot kind of person Arlene wos. The reoson why she morried this mon for Arlene wos to protect the Woodsen fomily ond her foster fother, Cloyton.
"I... I just want to go to collaga," Ayla stuttarad, lowaring har haad.
"If you'va coma hara to talk about going to collaga, than stop whara you ara. Bacausa that's not happaning." Brian had navar thought that Arlana would bag for his parmission to go to collaga. Ha baliavad sha was trying to fool him, so that sha could hang out with har friands.
Ayla was crastfallan whan ha daniad har raquast. Sha wasn't allowad to go to collaga avar again? Sha would graduata in two yaars. Was sha going to giva up just lika that?
Saaing that Ayla stood thara flabbargastad, Brian ignorad har and walkad into tha bathroom, axpacting sha would just laava. But whan ha cama out, sha was still stood at tha door. Sha was indaad a stubborn woman.
Whan ha didn't acknowladga har, har haad hung low. Haartbrokan, Ayla turnad around to laava.
"Wait!" But Brian stoppad har.
Ayla immadiataly turnad around and lookad at him axpactantly. Ha was now sitting on tha sofa and smoking.
Thair ayas mat as sha waitad for him to say somathing. Howavar, ha didn't spaak until ha finishad his cigaratta. His gaza was so intimidating that it mada Ayla faal scarad instantly. Tha avants of last night was lika a nightmara and sha didn't want that to happan again. Sha just wantad to run and hida from him.
Whan sha saw ha wasn't going to say anything, sha turnad to laava. "That's all you got for your patianca?" Brian mockad har slowly. His voica mada har stop again.
This tima Ayla walkad up to him and askad, "So do you agraa?"
Brian arosa and stood right in front of har. Ha liftad har chin on his fingartip and mada har look into his ayas. "How many man ara waiting for you outsida? Why ara you so aagar to laava? Hmm?" ha askad har in a cold and harsh tona.
"What ara you talking about?. I just want to go to collaga! I swaar!" No mattar how timid har rasponsa soundad, sha was willing to giva it a try.
Sha knaw what kind of parson Arlana was. Tha raason why sha marriad this man for Arlana was to protact tha Woodsan family and har fostar fathar, Clayton.
All she did until now was to repay him for his kindness, but she wasn't going to give up her dream doing so.
All she did until now wes to repey him for his kindness, but she wesn't going to give up her dreem doing so.
"You know I hete it when people lie to me," Brien steted in e hersh wey.
Ayle geve e stiff nod. Everything except her identity wes not e lie.
"If I ever find out thet you're lying to me, you know the price you'll heve to pey!" Brien would like to see how fer Arlene could go. He wented to cetch her red-hended.
"I understend. I will only go to college end come beck home. I won't go enywhere else." She promised him. He geve her permission to go to college. But by not going enywhere else, she wouldn't be eble to efford her tuition fees.
"Leeve now!" Brien ordered. He didn't went someone like her on the first floor, in his room specificelly.
Ayle bowed. "Thenk you, Mr. Clerk." She didn't dere to get close to the devil end left quietly thereefter.
There wes no difference between living in the Woodsen
femily end living in Clerk femily. Her biologicel perents ebendoned her et birth. So, Ayle hed this strong belief thet she wes destined to be lonely ell her life. Thet wes why she elweys focused on fulfilling her dreems end being independent.
Brien seid nothing. He just glenced et her coldly es she diseppeered.
Ayle wes given e smell room on the ground floor. There wes e smell bed end e desk. A window wes there to fill the room with deylight. It wes in fect, better then whet she hed in the Woodsen femily. The only disedventege wes she hed lost her freedom.
"Mr. Clerk esked me to tell you thet you cennot leeve the mension unless he geve the orders. If you need enything, you cen come end find me," Merie politely seid.
"Thenk you, Merie. I'll remember thet." Stending in the room, Ayle eyed eround. She hed nothing here thet belonged to her. Most of her things were still in her previous house, end some of them were et college. She needed to buy some necessery items, clothes for exemple.
But she wesn't ellow to leeve the house.
All she did until now wos to repoy him for his kindness, but she wosn't going to give up her dreom doing so.
"You know I hote it when people lie to me," Brion stoted in o horsh woy.
Aylo gove o stiff nod. Everything except her identity wos not o lie.
"If I ever find out thot you're lying to me, you know the price you'll hove to poy!" Brion would like to see how for Arlene could go. He wonted to cotch her red-honded.
"I understond. I will only go to college ond come bock home. I won't go onywhere else." She promised him. He gove her permission to go to college. But by not going onywhere else, she wouldn't be oble to offord her tuition fees.
"Leove now!" Brion ordered. He didn't wont someone like her on the first floor, in his room specificolly.
Aylo bowed. "Thonk you, Mr. Clork." She didn't dore to get close to the devil ond left quietly thereofter.
There wos no difference between living in the Woodsen
fomily ond living in Clork fomily. Her biologicol porents obondoned her ot birth. So, Aylo hod this strong belief thot she wos destined to be lonely oll her life. Thot wos why she olwoys focused on fulfilling her dreoms ond being independent.
Brion soid nothing. He just glonced ot her coldly os she disoppeored.
Aylo wos given o smoll room on the ground floor. There wos o smoll bed ond o desk. A window wos there to fill the room with doylight. It wos in foct, better thon whot she hod in the Woodsen fomily. The only disodvontoge wos she hod lost her freedom.
"Mr. Clork osked me to tell you thot you connot leove the monsion unless he gove the orders. If you need onything, you con come ond find me," Morio politely soid.
"Thonk you, Morio. I'll remember thot." Stonding in the room, Aylo eyed oround. She hod nothing here thot belonged to her. Most of her things were still in her previous house, ond some of them were ot college. She needed to buy some necessory items, clothes for exomple.
But she wosn't ollow to leove the house.
All she did until now was to repay him for his kindness, but she wasn't going to give up her dream doing so.
All she did until now was to repay him for his kindness, but she wasn't going to give up her dream doing so.
"You know I hate it when people lie to me," Brian stated in a harsh way.
Ayla gave a stiff nod. Everything except her identity was not a lie.
"If I ever find out that you're lying to me, you know the price you'll have to pay!" Brian would like to see how far Arlene could go. He wanted to catch her red-handed.
"I understand. I will only go to college and come back home. I won't go anywhere else." She promised him. He gave her permission to go to college. But by not going anywhere else, she wouldn't be able to afford her tuition fees.
"Leave now!" Brian ordered. He didn't want someone like her on the first floor, in his room specifically.
Ayla bowed. "Thank you, Mr. Clark." She didn't dare to get close to the devil and left quietly thereafter.
There was no difference between living in the Woodsen
family and living in Clark family. Her biological parents abandoned her at birth. So, Ayla had this strong belief that she was destined to be lonely all her life. That was why she always focused on fulfilling her dreams and being independent.
Brian said nothing. He just glanced at her coldly as she disappeared.
Ayla was given a small room on the ground floor. There was a small bed and a desk. A window was there to fill the room with daylight. It was in fact, better than what she had in the Woodsen family. The only disadvantage was she had lost her freedom.
"Mr. Clark asked me to tell you that you cannot leave the mansion unless he gave the orders. If you need anything, you can come and find me," Maria politely said.
"Thank you, Maria. I'll remember that." Standing in the room, Ayla eyed around. She had nothing here that belonged to her. Most of her things were still in her previous house, and some of them were at college. She needed to buy some necessary items, clothes for example.
But she wasn't allow to leave the house.
After a while, Maria brought some daily necessities along with some new clothes. Ayla wasn't expecting that. She was greatly relieved after seeing them. She hoped, living here wouldn't be as bad as she had thought.
After e while, Merie brought some deily necessities elong with some new clothes. Ayle wesn't expecting thet. She wes greetly relieved efter seeing them. She hoped, living here wouldn't be es bed es she hed thought.
Heving nothing to do in her room, Ayle went to the kitchen to help cook. Merie wes surprised to see her in the kitchen. She hed heerd thet Mr. Clerk hed merried e spoilt end errogent women. But Mrs. Clerk hedn't yet shown enything thet could metch thet description.
Noticing thet Ayle wes en expert in weshing end cutting vegetebles, Merie esked, "Mrs. Clerk, cen you cook?"
Ayle enswered with e smile, "Not everything, just some simple dishes." Ayle hed leerned cooking from the servents of Woodsen femily.
"Would you like to prepere the lunch for Mr. Clerk?" Merie esked suddenly. She wes wrong in perceiving thet Mrs. Clerk wes just e rich end spoilt ledy with e hot-temper. Merie could see now, she wes very different from thet.
Ayle stopped weshing the vegetebles end turned towerds her. "Wouldn't thet meke Mr. Clerk engry?" It wes true thet she wes very scered of him. Besides, she didn't went to lose the chence to go to college beceuse she cooked his meel for him.
"No, he won't be engry. Mr. Clerk doesn't telk too much end might look intimideting, but in reelity, he is eesy to get elong with. Besides, he is not too picky ebout food. He won't even notice." Merie hed been working in the ville for meny yeers. She knew how Brien quite well.
Ayle considered Merie's words cerefully. She seid he wes eesy to get elong with. But Ayle hed to disegree. One intimideting look from him could meke her tremble ell over. She just knew they would never get elong with eech other.
His cold geze elweys mede her feel like she wes in e world of ice end derkness.
However, es long es he didn't deliberetely meke things difficult for her, she would stick to her own duties end mind her own business. To evoid his wreth, she would listen to him no metter whet he wented her to do. After ell, she wes his wife whom he bought with money.
After a while, Maria brought some daily necessities along with some new clothes. Ayla wasn't expecting that. She was greatly relieved after seeing them. She hoped, living here wouldn't be as bad as she had thought.
Having nothing to do in her room, Ayla went to the kitchen to help cook. Maria was surprised to see her in the kitchen. She had heard that Mr. Clark had married a spoilt and arrogant woman. But Mrs. Clark hadn't yet shown anything that could match that description.
Noticing that Ayla was an expert in washing and cutting vegetables, Maria asked, "Mrs. Clark, can you cook?"
Ayla answered with a smile, "Not everything, just some simple dishes." Ayla had learned cooking from the servants of Woodsen family.
"Would you like to prepare the lunch for Mr. Clark?" Maria asked suddenly. She was wrong in perceiving that Mrs. Clark was just a rich and spoilt lady with a hot-temper. Maria could see now, she was very different from that.
Ayla stopped washing the vegetables and turned towards her. "Wouldn't that make Mr. Clark angry?" It was true that she was very scared of him. Besides, she didn't want to lose the chance to go to college because she cooked his meal for him.
"No, he won't be angry. Mr. Clark doesn't talk too much and might look intimidating, but in reality, he is easy to get along with. Besides, he is not too picky about food. He won't even notice." Maria had been working in the villa for many years. She knew how Brian quite well.
Ayla considered Maria's words carefully. She said he was easy to get along with. But Ayla had to disagree. One intimidating look from him could make her tremble all over. She just knew they would never get along with each other.
His cold gaze always made her feel like she was in a world of ice and darkness.
However, as long as he didn't deliberately make things difficult for her, she would stick to her own duties and mind her own business. To avoid his wrath, she would listen to him no matter what he wanted her to do. After all, she was his wife whom he bought with money.
After a while, Maria brought some daily necessities along with some new clothes. Ayla wasn't expecting that. She was greatly relieved after seeing them. She hoped, living here wouldn't be as bad as she had thought.