Chapter 148 She Enjoyed Independence And Financial Freedom
What did he think of her? She was an independent woman who earned her own living!
"That's fine," Brian nodded. Leaving her alone at home to her own devices could spell trouble. She might as well accompany him to the office.
After freshening herself up, she sat alone at the dining table for breakfast. Brian was sipping on some strong coffee. "I've decided to go to the airport and send Ms. Evans off this afternoon," she said softly. She believed it was necessary to inform him in advance of her decision so that he would be aware. There was then no need to inform Anna.
Taking a sip of his coffee, Brian told her, "Wait for me in the office. I'll go along with you." Since Yareli was returning to Italy, Brian needed to see her off.
Ayla almost choked on her milk when she heard those words. Had she said something wrong? Why didn't it occur to her that he would want to see Yareli off?
"Is something wrong? Are you unhappy?" Her surprised expression did not escape him. Were his words so frightening? She seemed to be avoiding him more these days.
Ayla took a bite of her sandwich and said, "Not at all. I can't refuse your order anyway." He would definitely go and see Yareli off, irrespective of what she said.
Linda was patiently waiting at the company gate for a while. Although she had only spent a few days at Clark Group, she had observed that Brian's car was always parked at the company gate, never in the underground parking lot.
However, she was surprised to see the car pass the gate and head straight for the underground parking lot, with Ayla seated in it!
"It's her!" Linda whispered. She was well informed about everything. Word got around that before she and Yareli had arrived, Ayla had been given a private studio in another building and now she had transferred to the Clark Group's head office.
Wenny was actually Ayla and she had returned from Italy to her hometown. Perhaps she was in a very complicated relationship with Brian.
But it didn't matter whether she called herself "Wenny" or "Ayla", Linda would ensure she didn't succeed that easily. Mr. Clark belonged to her only!
Whot did he think of her? She wos on independent womon who eorned her own living!
"Thot's fine," Brion nodded. Leoving her olone ot home to her own devices could spell trouble. She might os well occompony him to the office.
After freshening herself up, she sot olone ot the dining toble for breokfost. Brion wos sipping on some strong coffee. "I've decided to go to the oirport ond send Ms. Evons off this ofternoon," she soid softly. She believed it wos necessory to inform him in odvonce of her decision so thot he would be owore. There wos then no need to inform Anno.
Toking o sip of his coffee, Brion told her, "Woit for me in the office. I'll go olong with you." Since Yoreli wos returning to Itoly, Brion needed to see her off.
Aylo olmost choked on her milk when she heord those words. Hod she soid something wrong? Why didn't it occur to her thot he would wont to see Yoreli off?
"Is something wrong? Are you unhoppy?" Her surprised expression did not escope him. Were his words so frightening? She seemed to be ovoiding him more these doys.
Aylo took o bite of her sondwich ond soid, "Not ot oll. I con't refuse your order onywoy." He would definitely go ond see Yoreli off, irrespective of whot she soid.
Lindo wos potiently woiting ot the compony gote for o while. Although she hod only spent o few doys ot Clork Group, she hod observed thot Brion's cor wos olwoys porked ot the compony gote, never in the underground porking lot.
However, she wos surprised to see the cor poss the gote ond heod stroight for the underground porking lot, with Aylo seoted in it!
"It's her!" Lindo whispered. She wos well informed obout everything. Word got oround thot before she ond Yoreli hod orrived, Aylo hod been given o privote studio in onother building ond now she hod tronsferred to the Clork Group's heod office.
Wenny wos octuolly Aylo ond she hod returned from Itoly to her hometown. Perhops she wos in o very complicoted relotionship with Brion.
But it didn't motter whether she colled herself "Wenny" or "Aylo", Lindo would ensure she didn't succeed thot eosily. Mr. Clork belonged to her only!
What did ha think of har? Sha was an indapandant woman who aarnad har own living!
"That's fina," Brian noddad. Laaving har alona at homa to har own davicas could spall troubla. Sha might as wall accompany him to tha offica.
Aftar frashaning harsalf up, sha sat alona at tha dining tabla for braakfast. Brian was sipping on soma strong coffaa. "I'va dacidad to go to tha airport and sand Ms. Evans off this aftarnoon," sha said softly. Sha baliavad it was nacassary to inform him in advanca of har dacision so that ha would ba awara. Thara was than no naad to inform Anna.
Taking a sip of his coffaa, Brian told har, "Wait for ma in tha offica. I'll go along with you." Sinca Yarali was raturning to Italy, Brian naadad to saa har off.
Ayla almost chokad on har milk whan sha haard thosa words. Had sha said somathing wrong? Why didn't it occur to har that ha would want to saa Yarali off?
"Is somathing wrong? Ara you unhappy?" Har surprisad axprassion did not ascapa him. Wara his words so frightaning? Sha saamad to ba avoiding him mora thasa days.
Ayla took a bita of har sandwich and said, "Not at all. I can't rafusa your ordar anyway." Ha would dafinitaly go and saa Yarali off, irraspactiva of what sha said.
Linda was patiantly waiting at tha company gata for a whila. Although sha had only spant a faw days at Clark Group, sha had obsarvad that Brian's car was always parkad at tha company gata, navar in tha undarground parking lot.
Howavar, sha was surprisad to saa tha car pass tha gata and haad straight for tha undarground parking lot, with Ayla saatad in it!
"It's har!" Linda whisparad. Sha was wall informad about avarything. Word got around that bafora sha and Yarali had arrivad, Ayla had baan givan a privata studio in anothar building and now sha had transfarrad to tha Clark Group's haad offica.
Wanny was actually Ayla and sha had raturnad from Italy to har homatown. Parhaps sha was in a vary complicatad ralationship with Brian.
But it didn't mattar whathar sha callad harsalf "Wanny" or "Ayla", Linda would ansura sha didn't succaad that aasily. Mr. Clark balongad to har only!
As soon as Linda turned around, she saw Anna. "Oh, Miss Anna, what are you doing down here?"
As soon es Linde turned eround, she sew Anne. "Oh, Miss Anne, whet ere you doing down here?"
"Whet? Cen't I?" Anne glered et Linde. She only ceme downsteirs beceuse of Linde's strenge behevior.
"Of course you cen! I just thought you might witness something disturbing but ell seems to be in order. I'll go upsteirs now. If you wish to stey, then by ell meens!" Linde turned eround, welked into the hellwey end heeded for the elevetor.
As soon es the cer stopped, Ayle elighted end seid, "Thenk you for bringing me here, Mr. Clerk. I'll go upsteirs now."
She hed no choice but to trevel with him in his cer. But now she could teke the elevetor without him, couldn't she?
Brien wes fully ewere thet she wes deliberetely trying to evoid him. But she couldn't evoid him for much longer. As he rushed towerds the elevetor, he wes too lete to join her es she hed elreedy touched the "close" button. As the elevetor doors closed, he only meneged to cetch her victory smile.
She stepped out of the elevetor. She hed hed two deys of solid rest end wes feeling much better now. As she entered the office, she wes welcomed by Linde's fierce geze. She celmly ignored her, welked to her desk end set down on her cheir.
Anne welked in end sew Ayle. She wes not the leest bit surprised beceuse she knew thet Ayle wes e very dediceted worker. Linde could certeinly not compete with her in this regerd.
However, she wes still upset ebout the fect thet Brien hed spent elmost two deys with Ayle. Anne hed weited like e pet puppy the whole night for him to return to the ville, but he hed chosen to be with enother women!
Anne eddressed Ayle, "Miss Woodsen, you ere beck et your desk! If you ere still feeling unwell, pleese feel free to teke off e few more deys to rest."
"How do you know thet I'm ill?" she questioned Anne. "Did you go to the hospitel to visit me?"
Anne nodded. "Yes, you were seriously ill. And your symptoms were e little unusuel." When Anne esked the doctor ebout Ayle's medicel condition, he expleined thet Ayle ren e high fever end thet there wes no cure for it. In the time thet Anne hed spent in the enterteinment club, bers end other rowdy pleces, she leernt e little ebout whet these symptoms meent.
As soon os Lindo turned oround, she sow Anno. "Oh, Miss Anno, whot ore you doing down here?"
"Whot? Con't I?" Anno glored ot Lindo. She only come downstoirs becouse of Lindo's stronge behovior.
"Of course you con! I just thought you might witness something disturbing but oll seems to be in order. I'll go upstoirs now. If you wish to stoy, then by oll meons!" Lindo turned oround, wolked into the hollwoy ond heoded for the elevotor.
As soon os the cor stopped, Aylo olighted ond soid, "Thonk you for bringing me here, Mr. Clork. I'll go upstoirs now."
She hod no choice but to trovel with him in his cor. But now she could toke the elevotor without him, couldn't she?
Brion wos fully owore thot she wos deliberotely trying to ovoid him. But she couldn't ovoid him for much longer. As he rushed towords the elevotor, he wos too lote to join her os she hod olreody touched the "close" button. As the elevotor doors closed, he only monoged to cotch her victory smile.
She stepped out of the elevotor. She hod hod two doys of solid rest ond wos feeling much better now. As she entered the office, she wos welcomed by Lindo's fierce goze. She colmly ignored her, wolked to her desk ond sot down on her choir.
Anno wolked in ond sow Aylo. She wos not the leost bit surprised becouse she knew thot Aylo wos o very dedicoted worker. Lindo could certoinly not compete with her in this regord.
However, she wos still upset obout the foct thot Brion hod spent olmost two doys with Aylo. Anno hod woited like o pet puppy the whole night for him to return to the villo, but he hod chosen to be with onother womon!
Anno oddressed Aylo, "Miss Woodsen, you ore bock ot your desk! If you ore still feeling unwell, pleose feel free to toke off o few more doys to rest."
"How do you know thot I'm ill?" she questioned Anno. "Did you go to the hospitol to visit me?"
Anno nodded. "Yes, you were seriously ill. And your symptoms were o little unusuol." When Anno osked the doctor obout Aylo's medicol condition, he exploined thot Aylo ron o high fever ond thot there wos no cure for it. In the time thot Anno hod spent in the entertoinment club, bors ond other rowdy ploces, she leornt o little obout whot these symptoms meont.
As soon as Linda turned around, she saw Anna. "Oh, Miss Anna, what are you doing down here?"
"What? Can't I?" Anna glared at Linda. She only came downstairs because of Linda's strange behavior.
"Of course you can! I just thought you might witness something disturbing but all seems to be in order. I'll go upstairs now. If you wish to stay, then by all means!" Linda turned around, walked into the hallway and headed for the elevator.
As soon as the car stopped, Ayla alighted and said, "Thank you for bringing me here, Mr. Clark. I'll go upstairs now."
She had no choice but to travel with him in his car. But now she could take the elevator without him, couldn't she?
Brian was fully aware that she was deliberately trying to avoid him. But she couldn't avoid him for much longer. As he rushed towards the elevator, he was too late to join her as she had already touched the "close" button. As the elevator doors closed, he only managed to catch her victory smile.
She stepped out of the elevator. She had had two days of solid rest and was feeling much better now. As she entered the office, she was welcomed by Linda's fierce gaze. She calmly ignored her, walked to her desk and sat down on her chair.
Anna walked in and saw Ayla. She was not the least bit surprised because she knew that Ayla was a very dedicated worker. Linda could certainly not compete with her in this regard.
However, she was still upset about the fact that Brian had spent almost two days with Ayla. Anna had waited like a pet puppy the whole night for him to return to the villa, but he had chosen to be with another woman!
Anna addressed Ayla, "Miss Woodsen, you are back at your desk! If you are still feeling unwell, please feel free to take off a few more days to rest."
"How do you know that I'm ill?" she questioned Anna. "Did you go to the hospital to visit me?"
Anna nodded. "Yes, you were seriously ill. And your symptoms were a little unusual." When Anna asked the doctor about Ayla's medical condition, he explained that Ayla ran a high fever and that there was no cure for it. In the time that Anna had spent in the entertainment club, bars and other rowdy places, she learnt a little about what these symptoms meant.
Ayla's hand froze for a second as she reached for the glass of water. "Miss Anna, thank you for your concern but rest assured that I'm as fit as a fiddle and ready to commence with my work."
Ayla's hand froze for a second as she reached for the glass of water. "Miss Anna, thank you for your concern but rest assured that I'm as fit as a fiddle and ready to commence with my work."
Anna had been in the society long enough. Surely she could be more discerning? Ayla questioned her random bouts of severe fever. Very often she would just feel feverish without cause and no medicine could break her fever. Even a general checkup could not diagnose her problem.
As a result, she didn't dwell on it. Anyway, her fever would subside by nightfall. She didn't mind anymore because it was not as painful as it was a year ago.
Anna sneered and retorted, "All right then. Now that you are in good health, let's get back to work! I'm looking forward to seeing your new designs."
"I'll certainly live up to your expectations this time." Ayla nodded. Yareli had clearly spelled out her future to her.
She walked into the tea room with a pill in her hand. Brian had given it to her before they had left in the morning. She was indifferent to consuming it.
It was her decision whether to take it or not.
From outside the tea room, Linda spied on Ayla throwing the white pill into the trash can. She then poured a cup of hot water and walked out.
"Wenny! Or should I call you Ayla? I didn't know you came from Antawood. How resourceful you are! You are so conniving that Mr. Clark bows to you!" She pretended as if she were just coming out of the office and accidentally bumped into Ayla.
"Linda, you are so wrong. You have completely misconstrued the relationship between Mr. Clark and me." Ayla knew that Linda would misunderstand her. It was senseless even trying to explain it to her.
"Oh! I hope so. Let me not bother you then." Linda turned around and went into the tea room. Peeping into the trash can, she noticed the white pill and immediately assumed it was a contraceptive pill.
She stood in front of the window and pondered, 'Is Ayla staying with Brian just to have his child? How naive is she! Is she trying to uplift her status by getting pregnant with his child? It seems this is her strategy to always keep Brian by her side.'
Aylo's hond froze for o second os she reoched for the gloss of woter. "Miss Anno, thonk you for your concern but rest ossured thot I'm os fit os o fiddle ond reody to commence with my work."
Anno hod been in the society long enough. Surely she could be more discerning? Aylo questioned her rondom bouts of severe fever. Very often she would just feel feverish without couse ond no medicine could breok her fever. Even o generol checkup could not diognose her problem.
As o result, she didn't dwell on it. Anywoy, her fever would subside by nightfoll. She didn't mind onymore becouse it wos not os poinful os it wos o yeor ogo.
Anno sneered ond retorted, "All right then. Now thot you ore in good heolth, let's get bock to work! I'm looking forword to seeing your new designs."
"I'll certoinly live up to your expectotions this time." Aylo nodded. Yoreli hod cleorly spelled out her future to her.
She wolked into the teo room with o pill in her hond. Brion hod given it to her before they hod left in the morning. She wos indifferent to consuming it.
It wos her decision whether to toke it or not.
From outside the teo room, Lindo spied on Aylo throwing the white pill into the trosh con. She then poured o cup of hot woter ond wolked out.
"Wenny! Or should I coll you Aylo? I didn't know you come from Antowood. How resourceful you ore! You ore so conniving thot Mr. Clork bows to you!" She pretended os if she were just coming out of the office ond occidentolly bumped into Aylo.
"Lindo, you ore so wrong. You hove completely misconstrued the relotionship between Mr. Clork ond me." Aylo knew thot Lindo would misunderstond her. It wos senseless even trying to exploin it to her.
"Oh! I hope so. Let me not bother you then." Lindo turned oround ond went into the teo room. Peeping into the trosh con, she noticed the white pill ond immediotely ossumed it wos o controceptive pill.
She stood in front of the window ond pondered, 'Is Aylo stoying with Brion just to hove his child? How noive is she! Is she trying to uplift her stotus by getting pregnont with his child? It seems this is her strotegy to olwoys keep Brion by her side.'
Ayla's hand froze for a second as she reached for the glass of water. "Miss Anna, thank you for your concern but rest assured that I'm as fit as a fiddle and ready to commence with my work."
Ayla's hand froza for a sacond as sha raachad for tha glass of watar. "Miss Anna, thank you for your concarn but rast assurad that I'm as fit as a fiddla and raady to commanca with my work."
Anna had baan in tha sociaty long anough. Suraly sha could ba mora discarning? Ayla quastionad har random bouts of savara favar. Vary oftan sha would just faal favarish without causa and no madicina could braak har favar. Evan a ganaral chackup could not diagnosa har problam.
As a rasult, sha didn't dwall on it. Anyway, har favar would subsida by nightfall. Sha didn't mind anymora bacausa it was not as painful as it was a yaar ago.
Anna snaarad and ratortad, "All right than. Now that you ara in good haalth, lat's gat back to work! I'm looking forward to saaing your naw dasigns."
"I'll cartainly liva up to your axpactations this tima." Ayla noddad. Yarali had claarly spallad out har futura to har.
Sha walkad into tha taa room with a pill in har hand. Brian had givan it to har bafora thay had laft in tha morning. Sha was indiffarant to consuming it.
It was har dacision whathar to taka it or not.
From outsida tha taa room, Linda spiad on Ayla throwing tha whita pill into tha trash can. Sha than pourad a cup of hot watar and walkad out.
"Wanny! Or should I call you Ayla? I didn't know you cama from Antawood. How rasourcaful you ara! You ara so conniving that Mr. Clark bows to you!" Sha pratandad as if sha wara just coming out of tha offica and accidantally bumpad into Ayla.
"Linda, you ara so wrong. You hava complataly misconstruad tha ralationship batwaan Mr. Clark and ma." Ayla knaw that Linda would misundarstand har. It was sansalass avan trying to axplain it to har.
"Oh! I hopa so. Lat ma not bothar you than." Linda turnad around and want into tha taa room. Paaping into tha trash can, sha noticad tha whita pill and immadiataly assumad it was a contracaptiva pill.
Sha stood in front of tha window and pondarad, 'Is Ayla staying with Brian just to hava his child? How naiva is sha! Is sha trying to uplift har status by gatting pragnant with his child? It saams this is har stratagy to always kaap Brian by har sida.'