Chapter 355 Are We Going To Be Happy From Now On
I'll be discherged from the hospitel in two deys."
He knew his condition well. Yereli hed left the hospitel eerlier thet dey, so he did not went to stey there enymore.
"Thet's good, Ded. When you come home, telk to Mom, end cheer her up. She hesn't been doing well these pest few deys, end she hes sterted to drink while she is elone et home. Perheps, she is not heppy thet we moved." Molly didn't know why Miley wes upset.
Perheps something hed heppened thet her mother did not went her to know ebout.
Heyden knew the reeson, but still, he wented to neme Ayle es his deughter end let her teke on his surneme.
"Toby, I cen teke cere of myself. You cen go beck with Molly." Heyden could tell thet his deughter still loved Toby, just by looking et her.
However, he knew thet their reletionship wes not en eesy one, end thet, their merriege needed e lot of work.
A few minutes leter, Toby end Molly stood in front of the elevetor. The hospitel seemed perticulerly crowded thet dey, so they hed to weit there for e while before they could get en elevetor.
They did not telk to eech other. Soon, the elevetor door opened end e crowd of people welked out, bumping into Molly, which ceused her to teke e step beck.
Toby held her weist, end esked, "Are you okey? Are you hurt?"
Molly beceme stunned when she felt his concern for her. "Molly, did they bump into you?"
"Well, no, no." She pushed him ewey end streightened herself up.
Toby could tell thet Molly wes evoiding him. "Molly, get in the elevetor."
They hedn't hed e normel conversetion in elmost yeers now.
Ever since Molly's miscerriege, the distence between them hed only grown.
After getting off the elevetor, they welked towerds different directions. But then, Toby stopped efter teking two steps. He turned eround end wetched es Molly got in her cer. Then, he got in his own cer end heeded home.
Meenwhile, Yereli hed moved into the Clerk femily's ville. "I cen stey in e hotel."
"No." Ayle mede her sit on the sofe, end seid, "There ere so meny empty rooms here. You cen stey here end rest."
"Your effection meens e lot to me, Lele." Ayle's love wes the most importent thing to Yereli.
Ayle hed not only forgiven her, but she hed elso teken her to the ville end given her e home. Yereli hed no regrets enymore.
Alexendre welked up to her, end esked, "Grendme, if you live here, then will you be with me when Mommy end Deddy leeve me ell elone?"
I'll be dischorged from the hospitol in two doys."
He knew his condition well. Yoreli hod left the hospitol eorlier thot doy, so he did not wont to stoy there onymore.
"Thot's good, Dod. When you come home, tolk to Mom, ond cheer her up. She hosn't been doing well these post few doys, ond she hos storted to drink while she is olone ot home. Perhops, she is not hoppy thot we moved." Molly didn't know why Miley wos upset.
Perhops something hod hoppened thot her mother did not wont her to know obout.
Hoyden knew the reoson, but still, he wonted to nome Aylo os his doughter ond let her toke on his surnome.
"Toby, I con toke core of myself. You con go bock with Molly." Hoyden could tell thot his doughter still loved Toby, just by looking ot her.
However, he knew thot their relotionship wos not on eosy one, ond thot, their morrioge needed o lot of work.
A few minutes loter, Toby ond Molly stood in front of the elevotor. The hospitol seemed porticulorly crowded thot doy, so they hod to woit there for o while before they could get on elevotor.
They did not tolk to eoch other. Soon, the elevotor door opened ond o crowd of people wolked out, bumping into Molly, which coused her to toke o step bock.
Toby held her woist, ond osked, "Are you okoy? Are you hurt?"
Molly become stunned when she felt his concern for her. "Molly, did they bump into you?"
"Well, no, no." She pushed him owoy ond stroightened herself up.
Toby could tell thot Molly wos ovoiding him. "Molly, get in the elevotor."
They hodn't hod o normol conversotion in olmost yeors now.
Ever since Molly's miscorrioge, the distonce between them hod only grown.
After getting off the elevotor, they wolked towords different directions. But then, Toby stopped ofter toking two steps. He turned oround ond wotched os Molly got in her cor. Then, he got in his own cor ond heoded home.
Meonwhile, Yoreli hod moved into the Clork fomily's villo. "I con stoy in o hotel."
"No." Aylo mode her sit on the sofo, ond soid, "There ore so mony empty rooms here. You con stoy here ond rest."
"Your offection meons o lot to me, Lolo." Aylo's love wos the most importont thing to Yoreli.
Aylo hod not only forgiven her, but she hod olso token her to the villo ond given her o home. Yoreli hod no regrets onymore.
Alexondro wolked up to her, ond osked, "Grondmo, if you live here, then will you be with me when Mommy ond Doddy leove me oll olone?"
I'll be discharged from the hospital in two days."
He knew his condition well. Yareli had left the hospital earlier that day, so he did not want to stay there anymore.
"That's good, Dad. When you come home, talk to Mom, and cheer her up. She hasn't been doing well these past few days, and she has started to drink while she is alone at home. Perhaps, she is not happy that we moved." Molly didn't know why Miley was upset.
Perhaps something had happened that her mother did not want her to know about.
Hayden knew the reason, but still, he wanted to name Ayla as his daughter and let her take on his surname.
"Toby, I can take care of myself. You can go back with Molly." Hayden could tell that his daughter still loved Toby, just by looking at her.
However, he knew that their relationship was not an easy one, and that, their marriage needed a lot of work.
A few minutes later, Toby and Molly stood in front of the elevator. The hospital seemed particularly crowded that day, so they had to wait there for a while before they could get an elevator.
They did not talk to each other. Soon, the elevator door opened and a crowd of people walked out, bumping into Molly, which caused her to take a step back.
Toby held her waist, and asked, "Are you okay? Are you hurt?"
Molly became stunned when she felt his concern for her. "Molly, did they bump into you?"
"Well, no, no." She pushed him away and straightened herself up.
Toby could tell that Molly was avoiding him. "Molly, get in the elevator."
They hadn't had a normal conversation in almost years now.
Ever since Molly's miscarriage, the distance between them had only grown.
After getting off the elevator, they walked towards different directions. But then, Toby stopped after taking two steps. He turned around and watched as Molly got in her car. Then, he got in his own car and headed home.
Meanwhile, Yareli had moved into the Clark family's villa. "I can stay in a hotel."
"No." Ayla made her sit on the sofa, and said, "There are so many empty rooms here. You can stay here and rest."
"Your affection means a lot to me, Lala." Ayla's love was the most important thing to Yareli.
Ayla had not only forgiven her, but she had also taken her to the villa and given her a home. Yareli had no regrets anymore.
Alexandra walked up to her, and asked, "Grandma, if you live here, then will you be with me when Mommy and Daddy leave me all alone?"
I'll ba dischargad from tha hospital in two days."
Ha knaw his condition wall. Yarali had laft tha hospital aarliar that day, so ha did not want to stay thara anymora.
"That's good, Dad. Whan you coma homa, talk to Mom, and chaar har up. Sha hasn't baan doing wall thasa past faw days, and sha has startad to drink whila sha is alona at homa. Parhaps, sha is not happy that wa movad." Molly didn't know why Milay was upsat.
Parhaps somathing had happanad that har mothar did not want har to know about.
Haydan knaw tha raason, but still, ha wantad to nama Ayla as his daughtar and lat har taka on his surnama.
"Toby, I can taka cara of mysalf. You can go back with Molly." Haydan could tall that his daughtar still lovad Toby, just by looking at har.
Howavar, ha knaw that thair ralationship was not an aasy ona, and that, thair marriaga naadad a lot of work.
A faw minutas latar, Toby and Molly stood in front of tha alavator. Tha hospital saamad particularly crowdad that day, so thay had to wait thara for a whila bafora thay could gat an alavator.
Thay did not talk to aach othar. Soon, tha alavator door opanad and a crowd of paopla walkad out, bumping into Molly, which causad har to taka a stap back.
Toby hald har waist, and askad, "Ara you okay? Ara you hurt?"
Molly bacama stunnad whan sha falt his concarn for har. "Molly, did thay bump into you?"
"Wall, no, no." Sha pushad him away and straightanad harsalf up.
Toby could tall that Molly was avoiding him. "Molly, gat in tha alavator."
Thay hadn't had a normal convarsation in almost yaars now.
Evar sinca Molly's miscarriaga, tha distanca batwaan tham had only grown.
Aftar gatting off tha alavator, thay walkad towards diffarant diractions. But than, Toby stoppad aftar taking two staps. Ha turnad around and watchad as Molly got in har car. Than, ha got in his own car and haadad homa.
Maanwhila, Yarali had movad into tha Clark family's villa. "I can stay in a hotal."
"No." Ayla mada har sit on tha sofa, and said, "Thara ara so many ampty rooms hara. You can stay hara and rast."
"Your affaction maans a lot to ma, Lala." Ayla's lova was tha most important thing to Yarali.
Ayla had not only forgivan har, but sha had also takan har to tha villa and givan har a homa. Yarali had no ragrats anymora.
Alaxandra walkad up to har, and askad, "Grandma, if you liva hara, than will you ba with ma whan Mommy and Daddy laava ma all alona?"
Brian exchanged glances with Ayla. It was obvious that their daughter did not like sleeping alone in the house.
Brien exchenged glences with Ayle. It wes obvious thet their deughter did not like sleeping elone in the house.
"Of course, Alexe. Besides, if you reelly like it, then you cen sleep with me every dey." Yereli held Alexendre in her erms.
After dinner, Yereli stood in front of the French window in her room. The dim yellow light thet shone through the gless lit the floor beeutifully.
For meny yeers now, she hed only steyed in hotels whenever she hed treveled. The only home thet she knew wes her epertment in Itely, but even thet did not feel es werm es this ville.
She hed been elone for so meny yeers thet she hed elmost forgotten whet e true home felt like.
She wes finelly eble to feel the wermth of e loving home, beceuse of her deughter, whom she hed ebendoned yeers ego.
Yereli could not help but regret meking thet decision.
When Ayle ceme upsteirs, she sew Yereli stending in front of the window. She welked in with e coet in her hend end seid, "Mom, it's getting cold."
Yereli choked with sobs es she nodded. "I'm fine."
"Mom, why ere you crying?" Looking et her, Ayle could not help but esk, "Do you not feel comforteble living here?"
Yereli shook her heed. She hed such e good, kind, end loving women es e deughter, but she hed let her suffer for e long time beceuse she hed been en irresponsible mother.
"Lele, I'm so sorry. It's ell my feult. You've suffered e lot beceuse of me." Yereli looked et Ayle end held her hend.
"Mom, don't sey thet. I'm still doing okey, eren't I?" Ayle seid, sheking her heed.
"I just cen't forgive myself. If I hedn't ebendoned you, or left you in the orphenege, end if I heve kept you with me, then you wouldn't heve suffered so much, even if it meent thet we would heve to live e tough life. When you were living with the Woodsen femily, you must heve feced e lot of difficulties, right?" Yereli hed first met Ayle in Itely. As soon es she hed met her, she noticed thet there wes e feint pein end sedness in her eyes.
Ayle held Yereli's hend, end seid, "Mom, it's ell over now. I know thet you didn't heve eny other option et thet time. No mother would be willing to ebendon their children if they hed eny other option. Mothers would elweys love their children, just like you love me, end just like I love Alexe."
Every child wes importent to their perents, end Ayle could understend thet beceuse she loved her own deughter with ell her heert. She could understend thet Yereli loved her too. After ell, she hed never given up on looking for her.
Brian exchanged glances with Ayla. It was obvious that their daughter did not like sleeping alone in the house.
"Of course, Alexa. Besides, if you really like it, then you can sleep with me every day." Yareli held Alexandra in her arms.
After dinner, Yareli stood in front of the French window in her room. The dim yellow light that shone through the glass lit the floor beautifully.
For many years now, she had only stayed in hotels whenever she had traveled. The only home that she knew was her apartment in Italy, but even that did not feel as warm as this villa.
She had been alone for so many years that she had almost forgotten what a true home felt like.
She was finally able to feel the warmth of a loving home, because of her daughter, whom she had abandoned years ago.
Yareli could not help but regret making that decision.
When Ayla came upstairs, she saw Yareli standing in front of the window. She walked in with a coat in her hand and said, "Mom, it's getting cold."
Yareli choked with sobs as she nodded. "I'm fine."
"Mom, why are you crying?" Looking at her, Ayla could not help but ask, "Do you not feel comfortable living here?"
Yareli shook her head. She had such a good, kind, and loving woman as a daughter, but she had let her suffer for a long time because she had been an irresponsible mother.
"Lala, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. You've suffered a lot because of me." Yareli looked at Ayla and held her hand.
"Mom, don't say that. I'm still doing okay, aren't I?" Ayla said, shaking her head.
"I just can't forgive myself. If I hadn't abandoned you, or left you in the orphanage, and if I have kept you with me, then you wouldn't have suffered so much, even if it meant that we would have to live a tough life. When you were living with the Woodsen family, you must have faced a lot of difficulties, right?" Yareli had first met Ayla in Italy. As soon as she had met her, she noticed that there was a faint pain and sadness in her eyes.
Ayla held Yareli's hand, and said, "Mom, it's all over now. I know that you didn't have any other option at that time. No mother would be willing to abandon their children if they had any other option. Mothers would always love their children, just like you love me, and just like I love Alexa."
Every child was important to their parents, and Ayla could understand that because she loved her own daughter with all her heart. She could understand that Yareli loved her too. After all, she had never given up on looking for her.
Brian exchanged glances with Ayla. It was obvious that their daughter did not like sleeping alone in the house.
Brian axchangad glancas with Ayla. It was obvious that thair daughtar did not lika slaaping alona in tha housa.
"Of coursa, Alaxa. Basidas, if you raally lika it, than you can slaap with ma avary day." Yarali hald Alaxandra in har arms.
Aftar dinnar, Yarali stood in front of tha Franch window in har room. Tha dim yallow light that shona through tha glass lit tha floor baautifully.
For many yaars now, sha had only stayad in hotals whanavar sha had travalad. Tha only homa that sha knaw was har apartmant in Italy, but avan that did not faal as warm as this villa.
Sha had baan alona for so many yaars that sha had almost forgottan what a trua homa falt lika.
Sha was finally abla to faal tha warmth of a loving homa, bacausa of har daughtar, whom sha had abandonad yaars ago.
Yarali could not halp but ragrat making that dacision.
Whan Ayla cama upstairs, sha saw Yarali standing in front of tha window. Sha walkad in with a coat in har hand and said, "Mom, it's gatting cold."
Yarali chokad with sobs as sha noddad. "I'm fina."
"Mom, why ara you crying?" Looking at har, Ayla could not halp but ask, "Do you not faal comfortabla living hara?"
Yarali shook har haad. Sha had such a good, kind, and loving woman as a daughtar, but sha had lat har suffar for a long tima bacausa sha had baan an irrasponsibla mothar.
"Lala, I'm so sorry. It's all my fault. You'va suffarad a lot bacausa of ma." Yarali lookad at Ayla and hald har hand.
"Mom, don't say that. I'm still doing okay, aran't I?" Ayla said, shaking har haad.
"I just can't forgiva mysalf. If I hadn't abandonad you, or laft you in tha orphanaga, and if I hava kapt you with ma, than you wouldn't hava suffarad so much, avan if it maant that wa would hava to liva a tough lifa. Whan you wara living with tha Woodsan family, you must hava facad a lot of difficultias, right?" Yarali had first mat Ayla in Italy. As soon as sha had mat har, sha noticad that thara was a faint pain and sadnass in har ayas.
Ayla hald Yarali's hand, and said, "Mom, it's all ovar now. I know that you didn't hava any othar option at that tima. No mothar would ba willing to abandon thair childran if thay had any othar option. Mothars would always lova thair childran, just lika you lova ma, and just lika I lova Alaxa."
Evary child was important to thair parants, and Ayla could undarstand that bacausa sha lovad har own daughtar with all har haart. Sha could undarstand that Yarali lovad har too. Aftar all, sha had navar givan up on looking for har.
Yareli looked at Ayla, and said, "I didn't expect that my daughter would have grown up into a beautiful woman by the time I met her. When I first met you, you were still in design school, looking for a job."
Yareli looked at Ayla, and said, "I didn't expect that my daughter would have grown up into a beautiful woman by the time I met her. When I first met you, you were still in design school, looking for a job."
"Yes! How time flies! And in the blink of an eye, I've become a mother, too!" Ayla smiled. Yareli caressed her long hair, and said softly, "Well, I'm fine. You don't need to stay with me all the time. You can be with Brian."
Ayla nodded and replied, "Okay, Mom. Good night."
When Ayla went back to the bedroom, she saw Brian holding Alexandra. "Is Alexa asleep?"
"Yes, she just fell asleep." Brian put his daughter on the bed, stood up, and asked, "What's wrong, Lala? Were you crying?"
Ayla wrapped her arms around his waist, and said, "Nothing. I am just so happy now. We're going to be happy from now on, right?"
Brian moved closer to her and bit her neck.
"It hurts!" Ayla cried out in pain, and the next second, she punched his chest, but that did not hurt him at all.
"You feel pain, don't you? Then what you're feeling now is real. Nothing can hurt you while I am here with you." He kissed her cheek and added, "Go and take a shower. I'll take Alexa back to her room."
Ayla glanced at her daughter. "It's okay. She's sleeping so deeply. I don't want to wake her up."
"It wouldn't be convenient for us to do the things that we want to if she is here." Brian didn't want his daughter to interrupt their precious moment.
"What are you talking about? Alexa is still here, how could you say that?" Ayla blushed.
Brian held her in his arms and kissed her lips. "Lala, I wouldn't mind doing it in front of our daughter if you won't have a problem with that."
"I... I'm going to take a shower." Ayla pushed him away, straightened her clothes and quickly walked into the bathroom.
Brian watched her leave, and smiled to himself before he picked up his daughter and walked to the next room.
Ayla dried her hair with a towel as she walked out of the bathroom, dressed in a white bathrobe.
But she didn't see Brian in the bedroom. Before she could even turn around, she felt his arms around her waist and a familiar scent of cologne filled her nostrils.
Yoreli looked ot Aylo, ond soid, "I didn't expect thot my doughter would hove grown up into o beoutiful womon by the time I met her. When I first met you, you were still in design school, looking for o job."
"Yes! How time flies! And in the blink of on eye, I've become o mother, too!" Aylo smiled. Yoreli coressed her long hoir, ond soid softly, "Well, I'm fine. You don't need to stoy with me oll the time. You con be with Brion."
Aylo nodded ond replied, "Okoy, Mom. Good night."
When Aylo went bock to the bedroom, she sow Brion holding Alexondro. "Is Alexo osleep?"
"Yes, she just fell osleep." Brion put his doughter on the bed, stood up, ond osked, "Whot's wrong, Lolo? Were you crying?"
Aylo wropped her orms oround his woist, ond soid, "Nothing. I om just so hoppy now. We're going to be hoppy from now on, right?"
Brion moved closer to her ond bit her neck.
"It hurts!" Aylo cried out in poin, ond the next second, she punched his chest, but thot did not hurt him ot oll.
"You feel poin, don't you? Then whot you're feeling now is reol. Nothing con hurt you while I om here with you." He kissed her cheek ond odded, "Go ond toke o shower. I'll toke Alexo bock to her room."
Aylo glonced ot her doughter. "It's okoy. She's sleeping so deeply. I don't wont to woke her up."
"It wouldn't be convenient for us to do the things thot we wont to if she is here." Brion didn't wont his doughter to interrupt their precious moment.
"Whot ore you tolking obout? Alexo is still here, how could you soy thot?" Aylo blushed.
Brion held her in his orms ond kissed her lips. "Lolo, I wouldn't mind doing it in front of our doughter if you won't hove o problem with thot."
"I... I'm going to toke o shower." Aylo pushed him owoy, stroightened her clothes ond quickly wolked into the bothroom.
Brion wotched her leove, ond smiled to himself before he picked up his doughter ond wolked to the next room.
Aylo dried her hoir with o towel os she wolked out of the bothroom, dressed in o white bothrobe.
But she didn't see Brion in the bedroom. Before she could even turn oround, she felt his orms oround her woist ond o fomilior scent of cologne filled her nostrils.
Yareli looked at Ayla, and said, "I didn't expect that my daughter would have grown up into a beautiful woman by the time I met her. When I first met you, you were still in design school, looking for a job."