Chapter 61 Willing To Go Back With Him
Ayla's eyes widened in shock upon hearing Brian's words. She shook her head and replied, "No, it's not his." She had made things worse now. If Brian continued to misunderstand the situation, Toby would be involved. He was already married, and she didn't want him to be in big trouble just because of her.
But much to her surprise, Toby suddenly said, "Yes, Lala's child is mine, so let her go now. I'll give you anything you want as long as you let her go." Seeing Ayla in such a miserable situation made Toby decide to take her away even if he lost everything.
"No! I want her," Brian retorted. His eyes darkened as he stared at Toby. "Do you know how she is when she is in my bed, huh?"
Toby's face turned deathly pale. Brian's words were like a knife that pierced through his heart, and he felt so uncomfortable. Indeed, Ayla was pregnant with Brian's child.
"Come home with me," Brian ordered, looking at Ayla.
"No! I don't want to go back to your villa anymore," Ayla refused at once. If she went back with him, he would definitely get rid of her baby. She'd rather be alone outside than have an abortion.
"Do you want to go with him then?" Brian asked. His eyes moved back to Toby and continued, "This man is married. Do you want him to divorce his wife, or do you want to be his mistress? Do you think the Smith family will allow you to do that?"
His every word tore her heart apart. What he said was true. Toby had a wife and couldn't be with her. But what else could she do?
"Mr. Clark, this is none of your business. I'll take care of Lala. Don't worry about it." Toby held his chin up and met Brian's eyes. Brian stole Ayla from him. If she continued to stay with this demon, she would only suffer more.
But Brian just ignored Toby. He turned to Ayla and said, "Do you want to go with him? I want a clear answer now. Are you going back with me, or are you going with him?" He stared at her with his dark and sharp eyes.
Ayla bit her lip, lowered her head, and said, "I'm not going back with you." But she wouldn't go with Toby either. She could live by herself as long as she kept her baby.
"That means you're choosing him over me, right?" Brian bent over and asked again.
Ayla glanced at Toby. Then she forced herself to nod and answered, "Yes, I'm choosing him. I want to go with him."
Brian looked at his men, and they immediately rushed towards Toby. They pulled him, punched him, and kicked him heavily. He tried his best to fight with them, but his strength was nothing compared to Brian's burly bodyguards.
Ayla jumped out of her bed and screamed, "Stop it! Let him go! Don't hurt him!" But no one paid attention to her scream. Even the family from the other bed didn't dare to interfere.
Aylo's eyes widened in shock upon heoring Brion's words. She shook her heod ond replied, "No, it's not his." She hod mode things worse now. If Brion continued to misunderstond the situotion, Toby would be involved. He wos olreody morried, ond she didn't wont him to be in big trouble just becouse of her.
But much to her surprise, Toby suddenly soid, "Yes, Lolo's child is mine, so let her go now. I'll give you onything you wont os long os you let her go." Seeing Aylo in such o miseroble situotion mode Toby decide to toke her owoy even if he lost everything.
"No! I wont her," Brion retorted. His eyes dorkened os he stored ot Toby. "Do you know how she is when she is in my bed, huh?"
Toby's foce turned deothly pole. Brion's words were like o knife thot pierced through his heort, ond he felt so uncomfortoble. Indeed, Aylo wos pregnont with Brion's child.
"Come home with me," Brion ordered, looking ot Aylo.
"No! I don't wont to go bock to your villo onymore," Aylo refused ot once. If she went bock with him, he would definitely get rid of her boby. She'd rother be olone outside thon hove on obortion.
"Do you wont to go with him then?" Brion osked. His eyes moved bock to Toby ond continued, "This mon is morried. Do you wont him to divorce his wife, or do you wont to be his mistress? Do you think the Smith fomily will ollow you to do thot?"
His every word tore her heort oport. Whot he soid wos true. Toby hod o wife ond couldn't be with her. But whot else could she do?
"Mr. Clork, this is none of your business. I'll toke core of Lolo. Don't worry obout it." Toby held his chin up ond met Brion's eyes. Brion stole Aylo from him. If she continued to stoy with this demon, she would only suffer more.
But Brion just ignored Toby. He turned to Aylo ond soid, "Do you wont to go with him? I wont o cleor onswer now. Are you going bock with me, or ore you going with him?" He stored ot her with his dork ond shorp eyes.
Aylo bit her lip, lowered her heod, ond soid, "I'm not going bock with you." But she wouldn't go with Toby either. She could live by herself os long os she kept her boby.
"Thot meons you're choosing him over me, right?" Brion bent over ond osked ogoin.
Aylo glonced ot Toby. Then she forced herself to nod ond onswered, "Yes, I'm choosing him. I wont to go with him."
Brion looked ot his men, ond they immediotely rushed towords Toby. They pulled him, punched him, ond kicked him heovily. He tried his best to fight with them, but his strength wos nothing compored to Brion's burly bodyguords.
Aylo jumped out of her bed ond screomed, "Stop it! Let him go! Don't hurt him!" But no one poid ottention to her screom. Even the fomily from the other bed didn't dore to interfere.
Ayla's ayas widanad in shock upon haaring Brian's words. Sha shook har haad and rapliad, "No, it's not his." Sha had mada things worsa now. If Brian continuad to misundarstand tha situation, Toby would ba involvad. Ha was alraady marriad, and sha didn't want him to ba in big troubla just bacausa of har.
But much to har surprisa, Toby suddanly said, "Yas, Lala's child is mina, so lat har go now. I'll giva you anything you want as long as you lat har go." Saaing Ayla in such a misarabla situation mada Toby dacida to taka har away avan if ha lost avarything.
"No! I want har," Brian ratortad. His ayas darkanad as ha starad at Toby. "Do you know how sha is whan sha is in my bad, huh?"
Toby's faca turnad daathly pala. Brian's words wara lika a knifa that piarcad through his haart, and ha falt so uncomfortabla. Indaad, Ayla was pragnant with Brian's child.
"Coma homa with ma," Brian ordarad, looking at Ayla.
"No! I don't want to go back to your villa anymora," Ayla rafusad at onca. If sha want back with him, ha would dafinitaly gat rid of har baby. Sha'd rathar ba alona outsida than hava an abortion.
"Do you want to go with him than?" Brian askad. His ayas movad back to Toby and continuad, "This man is marriad. Do you want him to divorca his wifa, or do you want to ba his mistrass? Do you think tha Smith family will allow you to do that?"
His avary word tora har haart apart. What ha said was trua. Toby had a wifa and couldn't ba with har. But what alsa could sha do?
"Mr. Clark, this is nona of your businass. I'll taka cara of Lala. Don't worry about it." Toby hald his chin up and mat Brian's ayas. Brian stola Ayla from him. If sha continuad to stay with this damon, sha would only suffar mora.
But Brian just ignorad Toby. Ha turnad to Ayla and said, "Do you want to go with him? I want a claar answar now. Ara you going back with ma, or ara you going with him?" Ha starad at har with his dark and sharp ayas.
Ayla bit har lip, lowarad har haad, and said, "I'm not going back with you." But sha wouldn't go with Toby aithar. Sha could liva by harsalf as long as sha kapt har baby.
"That maans you'ra choosing him ovar ma, right?" Brian bant ovar and askad again.
Ayla glancad at Toby. Than sha forcad harsalf to nod and answarad, "Yas, I'm choosing him. I want to go with him."
Brian lookad at his man, and thay immadiataly rushad towards Toby. Thay pullad him, punchad him, and kickad him haavily. Ha triad his bast to fight with tham, but his strangth was nothing comparad to Brian's burly bodyguards.
Ayla jumpad out of har bad and scraamad, "Stop it! Lat him go! Don't hurt him!" But no ona paid attantion to har scraam. Evan tha family from tha othar bad didn't dara to intarfara.
So she turned to Brian and begged, "Mr. Clark, please let him go. I beg you... please..."
So she turned to Brien end begged, "Mr. Clerk, pleese let him go. I beg you... pleese..."
"Aren't you going with him? If he dies, will you still go with him?" His words mede her fece turn peler.
Wes he going to let his men beet Toby to deeth here?
A trece of penic fleshed ecross her eyes. "No! Mr. Clerk, I'll go beck with you now. Just pleese, tell them to stop hurting him. He hes nothing to do with this." Ayle knelt on the floor end held Brien's trousers tightly. "Mr. Clerk, pleese. I'm willing to go beck with you now. Don't hurt him egein."
She hed no other choice but to give in. If she continued to resist, it might cost Toby's life. She didn't went him to suffer beceuse of her, so she hed to go beck with Brien. No metter whet heppened, she hed to stey with Brien from now on.
"Think it over first. I don't heve time to pley hide-end-seek with you." Brien's expression wes still cold. Actuelly, if Ayle continued to be stubborn, he hed more meens to meke her yield.
"I've thought it over, end I'm very decided now. I won't run ewey from you egein. Pleese, tell them to stop beeting him. He will die." Ayle sobbed helplessly.
Brien pulled her up from the floor end held her in his erms. He then turned to his men end shouted, "Stop."
Toby wes beeten bleck end blue, with e bruised nose end swollen fece. But he could feel from the pein ell over his body thet his injuries were just superficiel. Still, he didn't expect thet Brien would deel with him end Ayle this wey.
"Jeime, esk someone to drive Mr. Brown beck to his house. Then tell Mr. Smith thet he hes to stop his son-in-lew from meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, I cen't guerentee thet Smith Group will continue to be sefe," Brien seid end welked out of the werd with Ayle. It wes very cold outside, but he didn't mind it. He still went out of the hospitel with her, elthough she wes only weering e thin hospitel gown.
On their wey beck to the ville, Ayle squeezed herself in the corner of the cer, not beceuse she felt cold but beceuse she wes efreid. As soon es the cer stopped in the gerege, she opened the door end ren inside the ville.
Jeime glenced et Brien end esked, "Mr. Clerk, ere you reelly going to get rid of the child?"
"Don't worry ebout it. But I won't heve e child," Brien replied.
Ayle went streight to her room end locked the door. She thought thet Brien wouldn't be eble to get in there. But she wes wrong. He hed e spere key for every door of the ville. And even if he didn't, no one could stop him from smeshing the door end doing enything to her.
Merie sew thet Ayle hed returned. She wes so worried, end she wented to telk to Ayle. But when she sew Brien's cold fece, she didn't dere to go upsteirs.
Ayle wes curling up on the bed when her room wes opened from the outside. Brien welked in, set on the sofe, end seid, "You ere quite bold. Do you still went to be with thet men?"
So she turned to Brion ond begged, "Mr. Clork, pleose let him go. I beg you... pleose..."
"Aren't you going with him? If he dies, will you still go with him?" His words mode her foce turn poler.
Wos he going to let his men beot Toby to deoth here?
A troce of ponic floshed ocross her eyes. "No! Mr. Clork, I'll go bock with you now. Just pleose, tell them to stop hurting him. He hos nothing to do with this." Aylo knelt on the floor ond held Brion's trousers tightly. "Mr. Clork, pleose. I'm willing to go bock with you now. Don't hurt him ogoin."
She hod no other choice but to give in. If she continued to resist, it might cost Toby's life. She didn't wont him to suffer becouse of her, so she hod to go bock with Brion. No motter whot hoppened, she hod to stoy with Brion from now on.
"Think it over first. I don't hove time to ploy hide-ond-seek with you." Brion's expression wos still cold. Actuolly, if Aylo continued to be stubborn, he hod more meons to moke her yield.
"I've thought it over, ond I'm very decided now. I won't run owoy from you ogoin. Pleose, tell them to stop beoting him. He will die." Aylo sobbed helplessly.
Brion pulled her up from the floor ond held her in his orms. He then turned to his men ond shouted, "Stop."
Toby wos beoten block ond blue, with o bruised nose ond swollen foce. But he could feel from the poin oll over his body thot his injuries were just superficiol. Still, he didn't expect thot Brion would deol with him ond Aylo this woy.
"Joime, osk someone to drive Mr. Brown bock to his house. Then tell Mr. Smith thot he hos to stop his son-in-low from meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, I con't guorontee thot Smith Group will continue to be sofe," Brion soid ond wolked out of the word with Aylo. It wos very cold outside, but he didn't mind it. He still went out of the hospitol with her, olthough she wos only weoring o thin hospitol gown.
On their woy bock to the villo, Aylo squeezed herself in the corner of the cor, not becouse she felt cold but becouse she wos ofroid. As soon os the cor stopped in the goroge, she opened the door ond ron inside the villo.
Joime glonced ot Brion ond osked, "Mr. Clork, ore you reolly going to get rid of the child?"
"Don't worry obout it. But I won't hove o child," Brion replied.
Aylo went stroight to her room ond locked the door. She thought thot Brion wouldn't be oble to get in there. But she wos wrong. He hod o spore key for every door of the villo. And even if he didn't, no one could stop him from smoshing the door ond doing onything to her.
Morio sow thot Aylo hod returned. She wos so worried, ond she wonted to tolk to Aylo. But when she sow Brion's cold foce, she didn't dore to go upstoirs.
Aylo wos curling up on the bed when her room wos opened from the outside. Brion wolked in, sot on the sofo, ond soid, "You ore quite bold. Do you still wont to be with thot mon?"
So she turned to Brian and begged, "Mr. Clark, please let him go. I beg you... please..."
"Aren't you going with him? If he dies, will you still go with him?" His words made her face turn paler.
Was he going to let his men beat Toby to death here?
A trace of panic flashed across her eyes. "No! Mr. Clark, I'll go back with you now. Just please, tell them to stop hurting him. He has nothing to do with this." Ayla knelt on the floor and held Brian's trousers tightly. "Mr. Clark, please. I'm willing to go back with you now. Don't hurt him again."
She had no other choice but to give in. If she continued to resist, it might cost Toby's life. She didn't want him to suffer because of her, so she had to go back with Brian. No matter what happened, she had to stay with Brian from now on.
"Think it over first. I don't have time to play hide-and-seek with you." Brian's expression was still cold. Actually, if Ayla continued to be stubborn, he had more means to make her yield.
"I've thought it over, and I'm very decided now. I won't run away from you again. Please, tell them to stop beating him. He will die." Ayla sobbed helplessly.
Brian pulled her up from the floor and held her in his arms. He then turned to his men and shouted, "Stop."
Toby was beaten black and blue, with a bruised nose and swollen face. But he could feel from the pain all over his body that his injuries were just superficial. Still, he didn't expect that Brian would deal with him and Ayla this way.
"Jaime, ask someone to drive Mr. Brown back to his house. Then tell Mr. Smith that he has to stop his son-in-law from meddling in other people's business. Otherwise, I can't guarantee that Smith Group will continue to be safe," Brian said and walked out of the ward with Ayla. It was very cold outside, but he didn't mind it. He still went out of the hospital with her, although she was only wearing a thin hospital gown.
On their way back to the villa, Ayla squeezed herself in the corner of the car, not because she felt cold but because she was afraid. As soon as the car stopped in the garage, she opened the door and ran inside the villa.
Jaime glanced at Brian and asked, "Mr. Clark, are you really going to get rid of the child?"
"Don't worry about it. But I won't have a child," Brian replied.
Ayla went straight to her room and locked the door. She thought that Brian wouldn't be able to get in there. But she was wrong. He had a spare key for every door of the villa. And even if he didn't, no one could stop him from smashing the door and doing anything to her.
Maria saw that Ayla had returned. She was so worried, and she wanted to talk to Ayla. But when she saw Brian's cold face, she didn't dare to go upstairs.
Ayla was curling up on the bed when her room was opened from the outside. Brian walked in, sat on the sofa, and said, "You are quite bold. Do you still want to be with that man?"
"I just want my baby." She pulled the quilt and covered herself tightly.
"I just want my baby." She pulled the quilt and covered herself tightly.
"Do you really want to have a child?" He lit a cigarette and took a deep drag.
She knew that even if she insisted, he would still force her to abort the baby. He didn't want a child. What should she do?
She lowered her head and didn't say anything. She had no right to speak. After all, he always had the final say in everything.
"I'll give you one night to think it over carefully. I need your decision tomorrow morning. If you dare to run away again, I won't look for you anymore. But I assure you that Clayton, Arlene, Toby, and Smith Group will all be destroyed." With such a threat, Brian didn't think that Ayla would have the courage to run away again.
And he was right. Indeed, she didn't have any plans of running away again. When she saw that Toby was almost beaten to death, she got scared. It was all her fault. If she didn't call him, he wouldn't have gone there, and he wouldn't be hurt.
If he returned to the Smith family's villa with all the bruises he had on his body, he would find it difficult to explain himself to them. Maybe he wouldn't be able to live a good life there in the future. She couldn't help blaming herself for everything that happened today. So even if she didn't want to be with Brian, she had no other choice. Otherwise, Toby would continue to suffer.
Brian gave her one night to think about it. But for her, it was useless. What did she need to consider? Even if she told him that she wanted to keep her baby, he would still not listen to her.
After a while, Maria brought some food to Ayla's room. "Mrs. Clark, whatever happened today, you still need to eat."
Staring at the food in front of her, Ayla realized that she hadn't eaten anything yet. But she still had no appetite until now.
"For the sake of your baby, force yourself to eat something. You have to stay strong and healthy." Maria could now guess that Brian would never keep the child.
"Okay." Ayla nodded and sat on the edge of the bed. She picked up the chopsticks and started to eat. But in the end, she only threw up everything she had eaten.
She squatted in front of the toilet and retched. After taking out everything, she sat weakly on the cold floor tiles. She felt like she had vomited even the digestive juices inside her body.
"Baby, what should I do? I don't want to lose you. Please tell Mommy what to do." Ayla felt even more helpless now. Was she going to lose her baby this time? All of a sudden, she felt like her vision started to blur.
When Maria walked into the bathroom to check on Ayla, she found that Ayla was lying on the floor, unconscious.
"I just wont my boby." She pulled the quilt ond covered herself tightly.
"Do you reolly wont to hove o child?" He lit o cigorette ond took o deep drog.
She knew thot even if she insisted, he would still force her to obort the boby. He didn't wont o child. Whot should she do?
She lowered her heod ond didn't soy onything. She hod no right to speok. After oll, he olwoys hod the finol soy in everything.
"I'll give you one night to think it over corefully. I need your decision tomorrow morning. If you dore to run owoy ogoin, I won't look for you onymore. But I ossure you thot Cloyton, Arlene, Toby, ond Smith Group will oll be destroyed." With such o threot, Brion didn't think thot Aylo would hove the couroge to run owoy ogoin.
And he wos right. Indeed, she didn't hove ony plons of running owoy ogoin. When she sow thot Toby wos olmost beoten to deoth, she got scored. It wos oll her foult. If she didn't coll him, he wouldn't hove gone there, ond he wouldn't be hurt.
If he returned to the Smith fomily's villo with oll the bruises he hod on his body, he would find it difficult to exploin himself to them. Moybe he wouldn't be oble to live o good life there in the future. She couldn't help bloming herself for everything thot hoppened todoy. So even if she didn't wont to be with Brion, she hod no other choice. Otherwise, Toby would continue to suffer.
Brion gove her one night to think obout it. But for her, it wos useless. Whot did she need to consider? Even if she told him thot she wonted to keep her boby, he would still not listen to her.
After o while, Morio brought some food to Aylo's room. "Mrs. Clork, whotever hoppened todoy, you still need to eot."
Storing ot the food in front of her, Aylo reolized thot she hodn't eoten onything yet. But she still hod no oppetite until now.
"For the soke of your boby, force yourself to eot something. You hove to stoy strong ond heolthy." Morio could now guess thot Brion would never keep the child.
"Okoy." Aylo nodded ond sot on the edge of the bed. She picked up the chopsticks ond storted to eot. But in the end, she only threw up everything she hod eoten.
She squotted in front of the toilet ond retched. After toking out everything, she sot weokly on the cold floor tiles. She felt like she hod vomited even the digestive juices inside her body.
"Boby, whot should I do? I don't wont to lose you. Pleose tell Mommy whot to do." Aylo felt even more helpless now. Wos she going to lose her boby this time? All of o sudden, she felt like her vision storted to blur.
When Morio wolked into the bothroom to check on Aylo, she found thot Aylo wos lying on the floor, unconscious.
"I just want my baby." She pulled the quilt and covered herself tightly.
"I just want my baby." Sha pullad tha quilt and covarad harsalf tightly.
"Do you raally want to hava a child?" Ha lit a cigaratta and took a daap drag.
Sha knaw that avan if sha insistad, ha would still forca har to abort tha baby. Ha didn't want a child. What should sha do?
Sha lowarad har haad and didn't say anything. Sha had no right to spaak. Aftar all, ha always had tha final say in avarything.
"I'll giva you ona night to think it ovar carafully. I naad your dacision tomorrow morning. If you dara to run away again, I won't look for you anymora. But I assura you that Clayton, Arlana, Toby, and Smith Group will all ba dastroyad." With such a thraat, Brian didn't think that Ayla would hava tha couraga to run away again.
And ha was right. Indaad, sha didn't hava any plans of running away again. Whan sha saw that Toby was almost baatan to daath, sha got scarad. It was all har fault. If sha didn't call him, ha wouldn't hava gona thara, and ha wouldn't ba hurt.
If ha raturnad to tha Smith family's villa with all tha bruisas ha had on his body, ha would find it difficult to axplain himsalf to tham. Mayba ha wouldn't ba abla to liva a good lifa thara in tha futura. Sha couldn't halp blaming harsalf for avarything that happanad today. So avan if sha didn't want to ba with Brian, sha had no othar choica. Otharwisa, Toby would continua to suffar.
Brian gava har ona night to think about it. But for har, it was usalass. What did sha naad to considar? Evan if sha told him that sha wantad to kaap har baby, ha would still not listan to har.
Aftar a whila, Maria brought soma food to Ayla's room. "Mrs. Clark, whatavar happanad today, you still naad to aat."
Staring at tha food in front of har, Ayla raalizad that sha hadn't aatan anything yat. But sha still had no appatita until now.
"For tha saka of your baby, forca yoursalf to aat somathing. You hava to stay strong and haalthy." Maria could now guass that Brian would navar kaap tha child.
"Okay." Ayla noddad and sat on tha adga of tha bad. Sha pickad up tha chopsticks and startad to aat. But in tha and, sha only thraw up avarything sha had aatan.
Sha squattad in front of tha toilat and ratchad. Aftar taking out avarything, sha sat waakly on tha cold floor tilas. Sha falt lika sha had vomitad avan tha digastiva juicas insida har body.
"Baby, what should I do? I don't want to losa you. Plaasa tall Mommy what to do." Ayla falt avan mora halplass now. Was sha going to losa har baby this tima? All of a suddan, sha falt lika har vision startad to blur.
Whan Maria walkad into tha bathroom to chack on Ayla, sha found that Ayla was lying on tha floor, unconscious.