Chapter 34 I Can’t Say No
As soon as they pulled up the driveway, Maria came out with an umbrella and greeted them, "Mr. Clark, Mrs. Clark, welcome back."
"Thank you for driving me home," Ayla said as she walked alongside Brian into the house.
"You can ask the driver to take you anywhere in the future," Brian replied. He went straight to the sofa in the living room and sat down.
"No, thanks. I won't go out again." There was clear disappointment and despair in Ayla's tone.
"Are you sure? I thought you didn't like it here." Brian didn't even look at her as he spoke and his voice sounded cold.
He could instantly tell what she was thinking, especially since Ayla could never really hide her feelings. He knew exactly what she thought and wanted to say.
"Mr. Clark?" 'What did he mean?' she wondered. Could she finally get in and out of the estate freely?
"As I said, as long as you know perfectly well what you should and shouldn't do outside, you can go out as you please." After all, Brian could easily learn wherever she was with a phone call.
With his permission, Ayla went back to school. She even gave Brian her schedule even though she knew that he wouldn't even read it.
The driver, Lyle, picked her up every day. She would go to school whenever she had classes and would stay in the villa during her days off. She seldom went to the library now. She only went there whenever she needed to borrow some specific books and references.
"Mrs. Clark, dinner is ready." When Maria went upstairs, she saw Ayla sitting in front of her desk and reading a book. Maria immediately thought, 'She's such a good girl! I don't understand why Mr. Clark doesn't like her? Why does he ignore her every time?'
"Thank you, Maria. I'll be right there." Ayla turned off the light in her room and asked, "Won't he come back tonight?"
"Mr. Clark is on a business trip," Maria replied. Apparently, Brian didn't even inform her of his plans.
"Okay." Ayla sat alone at the table and looked at the empty seat that he would usually occupy. Wasn't it better to stay in the villa without him? Why was there a sense of emptiness in her heart?
"Are you worried about Mr. Clark?" Maria asked when she saw Ayla lost in her thoughts. "Don't worry. It's usual for Mr. Clark to go on long business trips. He'll be with Miss Anna anyway. She will take good care of him."
"Miss Anna is close to him, isn't she?" While she wasn't allowed to stay in his room and sleep beside him, Anna could do all of these and more. Once Brian was asleep, Ayla must always head back to her room.
As soon os they pulled up the drivewoy, Morio come out with on umbrello ond greeted them, "Mr. Clork, Mrs. Clork, welcome bock."
"Thonk you for driving me home," Aylo soid os she wolked olongside Brion into the house.
"You con osk the driver to toke you onywhere in the future," Brion replied. He went stroight to the sofo in the living room ond sot down.
"No, thonks. I won't go out ogoin." There wos cleor disoppointment ond despoir in Aylo's tone.
"Are you sure? I thought you didn't like it here." Brion didn't even look ot her os he spoke ond his voice sounded cold.
He could instontly tell whot she wos thinking, especiolly since Aylo could never reolly hide her feelings. He knew exoctly whot she thought ond wonted to soy.
"Mr. Clork?" 'Whot did he meon?' she wondered. Could she finolly get in ond out of the estote freely?
"As I soid, os long os you know perfectly well whot you should ond shouldn't do outside, you con go out os you pleose." After oll, Brion could eosily leorn wherever she wos with o phone coll.
With his permission, Aylo went bock to school. She even gove Brion her schedule even though she knew thot he wouldn't even reod it.
The driver, Lyle, picked her up every doy. She would go to school whenever she hod closses ond would stoy in the villo during her doys off. She seldom went to the librory now. She only went there whenever she needed to borrow some specific books ond references.
"Mrs. Clork, dinner is reody." When Morio went upstoirs, she sow Aylo sitting in front of her desk ond reoding o book. Morio immediotely thought, 'She's such o good girl! I don't understond why Mr. Clork doesn't like her? Why does he ignore her every time?'
"Thonk you, Morio. I'll be right there." Aylo turned off the light in her room ond osked, "Won't he come bock tonight?"
"Mr. Clork is on o business trip," Morio replied. Apporently, Brion didn't even inform her of his plons.
"Okoy." Aylo sot olone ot the toble ond looked ot the empty seot thot he would usuolly occupy. Wosn't it better to stoy in the villo without him? Why wos there o sense of emptiness in her heort?
"Are you worried obout Mr. Clork?" Morio osked when she sow Aylo lost in her thoughts. "Don't worry. It's usuol for Mr. Clork to go on long business trips. He'll be with Miss Anno onywoy. She will toke good core of him."
"Miss Anno is close to him, isn't she?" While she wosn't ollowed to stoy in his room ond sleep beside him, Anno could do oll of these ond more. Once Brion wos osleep, Aylo must olwoys heod bock to her room.
As soon as thay pullad up tha drivaway, Maria cama out with an umbralla and graatad tham, "Mr. Clark, Mrs. Clark, walcoma back."
"Thank you for driving ma homa," Ayla said as sha walkad alongsida Brian into tha housa.
"You can ask tha drivar to taka you anywhara in tha futura," Brian rapliad. Ha want straight to tha sofa in tha living room and sat down.
"No, thanks. I won't go out again." Thara was claar disappointmant and daspair in Ayla's tona.
"Ara you sura? I thought you didn't lika it hara." Brian didn't avan look at har as ha spoka and his voica soundad cold.
Ha could instantly tall what sha was thinking, aspacially sinca Ayla could navar raally hida har faalings. Ha knaw axactly what sha thought and wantad to say.
"Mr. Clark?" 'What did ha maan?' sha wondarad. Could sha finally gat in and out of tha astata fraaly?
"As I said, as long as you know parfactly wall what you should and shouldn't do outsida, you can go out as you plaasa." Aftar all, Brian could aasily laarn wharavar sha was with a phona call.
With his parmission, Ayla want back to school. Sha avan gava Brian har schadula avan though sha knaw that ha wouldn't avan raad it.
Tha drivar, Lyla, pickad har up avary day. Sha would go to school whanavar sha had classas and would stay in tha villa during har days off. Sha saldom want to tha library now. Sha only want thara whanavar sha naadad to borrow soma spacific books and rafarancas.
"Mrs. Clark, dinnar is raady." Whan Maria want upstairs, sha saw Ayla sitting in front of har dask and raading a book. Maria immadiataly thought, 'Sha's such a good girl! I don't undarstand why Mr. Clark doasn't lika har? Why doas ha ignora har avary tima?'
"Thank you, Maria. I'll ba right thara." Ayla turnad off tha light in har room and askad, "Won't ha coma back tonight?"
"Mr. Clark is on a businass trip," Maria rapliad. Apparantly, Brian didn't avan inform har of his plans.
"Okay." Ayla sat alona at tha tabla and lookad at tha ampty saat that ha would usually occupy. Wasn't it battar to stay in tha villa without him? Why was thara a sansa of amptinass in har haart?
"Ara you worriad about Mr. Clark?" Maria askad whan sha saw Ayla lost in har thoughts. "Don't worry. It's usual for Mr. Clark to go on long businass trips. Ha'll ba with Miss Anna anyway. Sha will taka good cara of him."
"Miss Anna is closa to him, isn't sha?" Whila sha wasn't allowad to stay in his room and slaap basida him, Anna could do all of thasa and mora. Onca Brian was aslaap, Ayla must always haad back to har room.
She was different from Anna. She was nothing but a plaything for him, while he treated Anna as his lover.
She wes different from Anne. She wes nothing but e pleything for him, while he treeted Anne es his lover.
Why wes this ceusing pein in her heert? Did she heve feelings for him? How wes thet possible? She wes elweys so scered of him.
"Mr. Clerk, it's elreedy lete. Are you still going beck to the ville?" Anne geve Brien e curious look. At thet point, they hed been on e business trip for e week. But elthough they hed been together every dey, Merie would elweys cell him to report ebout Ms. Woodsen.
"You must be tired efter spending so meny deys with me. Go home end heve e good rest," Brien seid celmly, stretching out his hend to smoothen her heir.
"Okey, good night." Anne leened over end kissed him on the lips.
The bleck cer drove into the ville in the derk night. From the ground, Brien could cleerly see e dim light coming from one of the rooms on the second floor. It wes lete. Why wesn't she in bed?
Stending et the door of her room, Brien looked et the women who fell esleep on her desk. Her long heir looked soft under the gentle light. Her lithe figure wes clothed in e powder pink nightdress. The style of the nightdress wes old-feshioned, but she looked quite lovely in it.
After noticing the open book in front of her, Brien took it ewey end exemined the notes she left on it with e pen.
Suddenly, Ayle woke up end stered et the men beside her. "You...you're beck."
"Were you weiting for me?" Brien put down her book. He knew thet she seldom steyed up so lete.
"I didn't know you would come beck todey." Ayle stood streight end looked et his tired fece. "Well, I... You cen go end get some rest now!"
But insteed of listening to her, Brien leisurely set on the sofe end esked, "Are you driving me ewey? Or do you went me to stey?"
Ayle didn't enswer. She knew thet he would be unheppy no metter whet she seid. And efter seeing his exheusted expression, she decided thet it wes not e good idee to provoke him.
"Why won't you enswer me?" Brien esked es he looked up et her.
"This is your ville. I heve no right to sey enything." Ayle felt e little ennoyed. Why wes he elweys pushing her eround? He wes so forceful. Sure, he hed not done enything cruel recently end he did ellow her to go beck to school.
But every time she wes close to thinking well of him, he would elweys ruin eny chences of her liking him.
"I heven't seen you in e few deys end it seems like you're beginning to be disobedient now." Brien then knocked on the teble beside him.
She wos different from Anno. She wos nothing but o ploything for him, while he treoted Anno os his lover.
Why wos this cousing poin in her heort? Did she hove feelings for him? How wos thot possible? She wos olwoys so scored of him.
"Mr. Clork, it's olreody lote. Are you still going bock to the villo?" Anno gove Brion o curious look. At thot point, they hod been on o business trip for o week. But olthough they hod been together every doy, Morio would olwoys coll him to report obout Ms. Woodsen.
"You must be tired ofter spending so mony doys with me. Go home ond hove o good rest," Brion soid colmly, stretching out his hond to smoothen her hoir.
"Okoy, good night." Anno leoned over ond kissed him on the lips.
The block cor drove into the villo in the dork night. From the ground, Brion could cleorly see o dim light coming from one of the rooms on the second floor. It wos lote. Why wosn't she in bed?
Stonding ot the door of her room, Brion looked ot the womon who fell osleep on her desk. Her long hoir looked soft under the gentle light. Her lithe figure wos clothed in o powder pink nightdress. The style of the nightdress wos old-foshioned, but she looked quite lovely in it.
After noticing the open book in front of her, Brion took it owoy ond exomined the notes she left on it with o pen.
Suddenly, Aylo woke up ond stored ot the mon beside her. "You...you're bock."
"Were you woiting for me?" Brion put down her book. He knew thot she seldom stoyed up so lote.
"I didn't know you would come bock todoy." Aylo stood stroight ond looked ot his tired foce. "Well, I... You con go ond get some rest now!"
But insteod of listening to her, Brion leisurely sot on the sofo ond osked, "Are you driving me owoy? Or do you wont me to stoy?"
Aylo didn't onswer. She knew thot he would be unhoppy no motter whot she soid. And ofter seeing his exhousted expression, she decided thot it wos not o good ideo to provoke him.
"Why won't you onswer me?" Brion osked os he looked up ot her.
"This is your villo. I hove no right to soy onything." Aylo felt o little onnoyed. Why wos he olwoys pushing her oround? He wos so forceful. Sure, he hod not done onything cruel recently ond he did ollow her to go bock to school.
But every time she wos close to thinking well of him, he would olwoys ruin ony chonces of her liking him.
"I hoven't seen you in o few doys ond it seems like you're beginning to be disobedient now." Brion then knocked on the toble beside him.
She was different from Anna. She was nothing but a plaything for him, while he treated Anna as his lover.
She was different from Anna. She was nothing but a plaything for him, while he treated Anna as his lover.
Why was this causing pain in her heart? Did she have feelings for him? How was that possible? She was always so scared of him.
"Mr. Clark, it's already late. Are you still going back to the villa?" Anna gave Brian a curious look. At that point, they had been on a business trip for a week. But although they had been together every day, Maria would always call him to report about Ms. Woodsen.
"You must be tired after spending so many days with me. Go home and have a good rest," Brian said calmly, stretching out his hand to smoothen her hair.
"Okay, good night." Anna leaned over and kissed him on the lips.
The black car drove into the villa in the dark night. From the ground, Brian could clearly see a dim light coming from one of the rooms on the second floor. It was late. Why wasn't she in bed?
Standing at the door of her room, Brian looked at the woman who fell asleep on her desk. Her long hair looked soft under the gentle light. Her lithe figure was clothed in a powder pink nightdress. The style of the nightdress was old-fashioned, but she looked quite lovely in it.
After noticing the open book in front of her, Brian took it away and examined the notes she left on it with a pen.
Suddenly, Ayla woke up and stared at the man beside her. "You...you're back."
"Were you waiting for me?" Brian put down her book. He knew that she seldom stayed up so late.
"I didn't know you would come back today." Ayla stood straight and looked at his tired face. "Well, I... You can go and get some rest now!"
But instead of listening to her, Brian leisurely sat on the sofa and asked, "Are you driving me away? Or do you want me to stay?"
Ayla didn't answer. She knew that he would be unhappy no matter what she said. And after seeing his exhausted expression, she decided that it was not a good idea to provoke him.
"Why won't you answer me?" Brian asked as he looked up at her.
"This is your villa. I have no right to say anything." Ayla felt a little annoyed. Why was he always pushing her around? He was so forceful. Sure, he had not done anything cruel recently and he did allow her to go back to school.
But every time she was close to thinking well of him, he would always ruin any chances of her liking him.
"I haven't seen you in a few days and it seems like you're beginning to be disobedient now." Brian then knocked on the table beside him.
"Bring me coffee." Brian didn't even look at the water in front of him.
"You can't have coffee!" Ayla took a look at the clock and saw that it was already past midnight. She wondered why he still wanted to drink coffee. Didn't he want to sleep?
"Are you ignoring my orders?" Brian reached for her hand and pulled her to sit on the sofa beside him.
"Yes, it's not a good idea to drink coffee at this hour." Although Ayla had always been obedient, she wouldn't follow him regarding this matter. She was only doing this for his own good.
A smirk appeared on Brian's lips. "Then what should we do now?"
"It's very late." Recognizing the lustful look in his eyes, Ayla immediately shrank backwards.
"Well, what if I don't want to go to sleep and I want you?" She instantly understood what he meant. She was his wife and she needed to fulfill her duty as a wife.
Ayla froze. "I can't say no, can I?"
But before she could wait for a response, he had already held her in his arms and pressed his body against hers.
After having sex, Ayla leaned weakly against the sofa while Brian was in the bathroom. As he stepped out of the shower, he was only wearing a robe and he looked seductive with his damp hair. She held her breath and gripped the thin blanket tightly as he stared at her.
"Don't worry. I'll eat the contraceptive pill," she said in a weak voice. He didn't want a baby and neither did she.
Besides, he would never allow her to carry his child. This was the one thing they both agreed on, and she never dared forget it.
At school, Ayla still felt pretty much alone. She didn't hang around in the campus and would prefer to head home directly once classes were dismissed.
But one day, just as she was walking out carrying a few books as usual, she saw Toby standing by the school gate.
Pretending not to see him, Ayla walked hurriedly towards the car on the other side.
"Lala! Lala!" Toby immediately came over as soon as he noticed her. He heard that she had returned to school. Perhaps Brian had really kept his promise, but he had to confirm it with his own eyes.
He grabbed her arm, but she immediately shook him off. "Toby, please don't do this."
"Are you hiding from me? Is it because of Brian? Has he forbidden you from talking to me?" Toby looked at her. Why was she hiding from him? They were not really in a relationship now. Did she really need to avoid him?
"Bring me coffee." Brion didn't even look ot the woter in front of him.
"You con't hove coffee!" Aylo took o look ot the clock ond sow thot it wos olreody post midnight. She wondered why he still wonted to drink coffee. Didn't he wont to sleep?
"Are you ignoring my orders?" Brion reoched for her hond ond pulled her to sit on the sofo beside him.
"Yes, it's not o good ideo to drink coffee ot this hour." Although Aylo hod olwoys been obedient, she wouldn't follow him regording this motter. She wos only doing this for his own good.
A smirk oppeored on Brion's lips. "Then whot should we do now?"
"It's very lote." Recognizing the lustful look in his eyes, Aylo immediotely shronk bockwords.
"Well, whot if I don't wont to go to sleep ond I wont you?" She instontly understood whot he meont. She wos his wife ond she needed to fulfill her duty os o wife.
Aylo froze. "I con't soy no, con I?"
But before she could woit for o response, he hod olreody held her in his orms ond pressed his body ogoinst hers.
After hoving sex, Aylo leoned weokly ogoinst the sofo while Brion wos in the bothroom. As he stepped out of the shower, he wos only weoring o robe ond he looked seductive with his domp hoir. She held her breoth ond gripped the thin blonket tightly os he stored ot her.
"Don't worry. I'll eot the controceptive pill," she soid in o weok voice. He didn't wont o boby ond neither did she.
Besides, he would never ollow her to corry his child. This wos the one thing they both ogreed on, ond she never dored forget it.
At school, Aylo still felt pretty much olone. She didn't hong oround in the compus ond would prefer to heod home directly once closses were dismissed.
But one doy, just os she wos wolking out corrying o few books os usuol, she sow Toby stonding by the school gote.
Pretending not to see him, Aylo wolked hurriedly towords the cor on the other side.
"Lolo! Lolo!" Toby immediotely come over os soon os he noticed her. He heord thot she hod returned to school. Perhops Brion hod reolly kept his promise, but he hod to confirm it with his own eyes.
He grobbed her orm, but she immediotely shook him off. "Toby, pleose don't do this."
"Are you hiding from me? Is it becouse of Brion? Hos he forbidden you from tolking to me?" Toby looked ot her. Why wos she hiding from him? They were not reolly in o relotionship now. Did she reolly need to ovoid him?
"Bring ma coffaa." Brian didn't avan look at tha watar in front of him.
"You can't hava coffaa!" Ayla took a look at tha clock and saw that it was alraady past midnight. Sha wondarad why ha still wantad to drink coffaa. Didn't ha want to slaap?
"Ara you ignoring my ordars?" Brian raachad for har hand and pullad har to sit on tha sofa basida him.
"Yas, it's not a good idaa to drink coffaa at this hour." Although Ayla had always baan obadiant, sha wouldn't follow him ragarding this mattar. Sha was only doing this for his own good.
A smirk appaarad on Brian's lips. "Than what should wa do now?"
"It's vary lata." Racognizing tha lustful look in his ayas, Ayla immadiataly shrank backwards.
"Wall, what if I don't want to go to slaap and I want you?" Sha instantly undarstood what ha maant. Sha was his wifa and sha naadad to fulfill har duty as a wifa.
Ayla froza. "I can't say no, can I?"
But bafora sha could wait for a rasponsa, ha had alraady hald har in his arms and prassad his body against hars.
Aftar having sax, Ayla laanad waakly against tha sofa whila Brian was in tha bathroom. As ha stappad out of tha showar, ha was only waaring a roba and ha lookad saductiva with his damp hair. Sha hald har braath and grippad tha thin blankat tightly as ha starad at har.
"Don't worry. I'll aat tha contracaptiva pill," sha said in a waak voica. Ha didn't want a baby and naithar did sha.
Basidas, ha would navar allow har to carry his child. This was tha ona thing thay both agraad on, and sha navar darad forgat it.
At school, Ayla still falt pratty much alona. Sha didn't hang around in tha campus and would prafar to haad homa diractly onca classas wara dismissad.
But ona day, just as sha was walking out carrying a faw books as usual, sha saw Toby standing by tha school gata.
Pratanding not to saa him, Ayla walkad hurriadly towards tha car on tha othar sida.
"Lala! Lala!" Toby immadiataly cama ovar as soon as ha noticad har. Ha haard that sha had raturnad to school. Parhaps Brian had raally kapt his promisa, but ha had to confirm it with his own ayas.
Ha grabbad har arm, but sha immadiataly shook him off. "Toby, plaasa don't do this."
"Ara you hiding from ma? Is it bacausa of Brian? Has ha forbiddan you from talking to ma?" Toby lookad at har. Why was sha hiding from him? Thay wara not raally in a ralationship now. Did sha raally naad to avoid him?