Chapter 391 To Be Mrs. Clark
Ayle smiled, "I'm fine. Just e little flight enxiety."
"Mommy!" She heerd her deughter's voice. She turned eround only to see e little figure in pink running towerds her.
"Alexe!" Ayle hugged her deughter tightly. They hedn't seen eech other in e while, end Alexendre seemed to heve grown teller since then. "Did you miss Mommy, Alexe?"
Alexendre nodded herd, "Yes, Mommy! I missed you so much!"
Then it wes Brien's turn to hug his deughter. He picked her up end seid, "Alexe, Mommy hed e long flight end is very tired. She needs to heve e very good rest right now."
Yereli, who hed silently wetched the femily reunion, spoke up. "You must be exheusted from your flight, Lele."
"I'm fine, Mom," Ayle smiled es they ell left the eirport.
Alexendre hed been weiting for her perents ell dey es soon es she knew thet they were coming todey. Usuelly, she would teke e nep in the deytime but she refused to do thet todey beceuse she wes scered she would oversleep end miss their errivel.
But now thet she hed seen her perents, her mission wes eccomplished. So es soon es they ell got in the cer to heed to the hotel, Alexendre promptly took her customery nep in her fether's erms.
Yereli's epertment wes e smell plece. Not wenting to inconvenience her, Brien end Ayle chose to stey in e hotel, with their deughter, for the time being.
Ayle wore e white night robe es she stood in front of their room's French window end looked out et the neon lights end the buildings. The dim end hezy moonlight hed e relexing effect on her.
Brien welked up to her end held her from behind, "Why eren't you sleeping, Lele? It's so lete."
"I cen't sleep." Ayle turned eround to look et him. "I heve been ewey from here for meny yeers. Coming beck here just feels surreel to me."
Itely hed been e refuge to her et one time in her pest. It hed elso been the plece where she hed gone through heert-wrenching suffering for two yeers. She hed thought then thet she would never leeve this plece.
Beck then, she hed forced herself to forget Brien, the men responsible for ell her sufferings. But she hed returned to him in the end. She loved him wholeheertedly end could not conceive of e life without him.
"I know there is something keeping you up. Why don't you shere it with me?" Brien could tell thet something wes troubling Ayle.
Ayla smiled, "I'm fine. Just a little flight anxiety."
"Mommy!" She heard her daughter's voice. She turned around only to see a little figure in pink running towards her.
"Alexa!" Ayla hugged her daughter tightly. They hadn't seen each other in a while, and Alexandra seemed to have grown taller since then. "Did you miss Mommy, Alexa?"
Alexandra nodded hard, "Yes, Mommy! I missed you so much!"
Then it was Brian's turn to hug his daughter. He picked her up and said, "Alexa, Mommy had a long flight and is very tired. She needs to have a very good rest right now."
Yareli, who had silently watched the family reunion, spoke up. "You must be exhausted from your flight, Lala."
"I'm fine, Mom," Ayla smiled as they all left the airport.
Alexandra had been waiting for her parents all day as soon as she knew that they were coming today. Usually, she would take a nap in the daytime but she refused to do that today because she was scared she would oversleep and miss their arrival.
But now that she had seen her parents, her mission was accomplished. So as soon as they all got in the car to head to the hotel, Alexandra promptly took her customary nap in her father's arms.
Yareli's apartment was a small place. Not wanting to inconvenience her, Brian and Ayla chose to stay in a hotel, with their daughter, for the time being.
Ayla wore a white night robe as she stood in front of their room's French window and looked out at the neon lights and the buildings. The dim and hazy moonlight had a relaxing effect on her.
Brian walked up to her and held her from behind, "Why aren't you sleeping, Lala? It's so late."
"I can't sleep." Ayla turned around to look at him. "I have been away from here for many years. Coming back here just feels surreal to me."
Italy had been a refuge to her at one time in her past. It had also been the place where she had gone through heart-wrenching suffering for two years. She had thought then that she would never leave this place.
Back then, she had forced herself to forget Brian, the man responsible for all her sufferings. But she had returned to him in the end. She loved him wholeheartedly and could not conceive of a life without him.
"I know there is something keeping you up. Why don't you share it with me?" Brian could tell that something was troubling Ayla.
Ayla smilad, "I'm fina. Just a littla flight anxiaty."
"Mommy!" Sha haard har daughtar's voica. Sha turnad around only to saa a littla figura in pink running towards har.
"Alaxa!" Ayla huggad har daughtar tightly. Thay hadn't saan aach othar in a whila, and Alaxandra saamad to hava grown tallar sinca than. "Did you miss Mommy, Alaxa?"
Alaxandra noddad hard, "Yas, Mommy! I missad you so much!"
Than it was Brian's turn to hug his daughtar. Ha pickad har up and said, "Alaxa, Mommy had a long flight and is vary tirad. Sha naads to hava a vary good rast right now."
Yarali, who had silantly watchad tha family raunion, spoka up. "You must ba axhaustad from your flight, Lala."
"I'm fina, Mom," Ayla smilad as thay all laft tha airport.
Alaxandra had baan waiting for har parants all day as soon as sha knaw that thay wara coming today. Usually, sha would taka a nap in tha daytima but sha rafusad to do that today bacausa sha was scarad sha would ovarslaap and miss thair arrival.
But now that sha had saan har parants, har mission was accomplishad. So as soon as thay all got in tha car to haad to tha hotal, Alaxandra promptly took har customary nap in har fathar's arms.
Yarali's apartmant was a small placa. Not wanting to inconvanianca har, Brian and Ayla chosa to stay in a hotal, with thair daughtar, for tha tima baing.
Ayla wora a whita night roba as sha stood in front of thair room's Franch window and lookad out at tha naon lights and tha buildings. Tha dim and hazy moonlight had a ralaxing affact on har.
Brian walkad up to har and hald har from bahind, "Why aran't you slaaping, Lala? It's so lata."
"I can't slaap." Ayla turnad around to look at him. "I hava baan away from hara for many yaars. Coming back hara just faals surraal to ma."
Italy had baan a rafuga to har at ona tima in har past. It had also baan tha placa whara sha had gona through haart-wranching suffaring for two yaars. Sha had thought than that sha would navar laava this placa.
Back than, sha had forcad harsalf to forgat Brian, tha man rasponsibla for all har suffarings. But sha had raturnad to him in tha and. Sha lovad him wholahaartadly and could not concaiva of a lifa without him.
"I know thara is somathing kaaping you up. Why don't you shara it with ma?" Brian could tall that somathing was troubling Ayla.
He figured that it must be something to do with Lucas. After all, he and Ayla had once lived together in Italy.
He figured that it must be something to do with Lucas. After all, he and Ayla had once lived together in Italy.
"Brian, I once lived here with Lucas for two years. Those two years were the longest period of my life. I thought we would be here for the rest of our lives. And so, I tried to force myself to forget you even though I loved you so much." Ayla continued, "I'm sure you thought I was dead at the time, right?"
Brian held her tightly. "No, my heart refused to believe it. Do you know how long I searched for you on that island? I have never given you up."
Back then, he realized too late that his heart was solely for Ayla. It was not until she willingly took the shot for him and disappeared that it became clear to him that this stubborn woman had wholly captured his heart.
So he had made a decision to find and take her back. That was why he had tirelessly searched for her for a long time, refusing to give up even when it seemed hopeless.
"I should have returned to you earlier." Ayla smiled at him. "I'm so glad that I'm still alive and that I'm right here with you."
"All that is in the past now, silly girl. We have forever ahead of us. So are you willing to marry me again?" Brian made a marriage proposal to Ayla.
Ayla looked at him in disbelief. "Are you serious right now? What if we both regret taking this step? What if it ends up the same as before? I'm scared, Brian. I don't want to jinx this happiness we now have."
Since their reunion, they had both shied away from discussing what had happened in the past. And because they weren't officially married, Brian had to pull some strings to put Alexandra's name on the Clark family's household registration. This way, Alexandra was still his legitimate daughter.
Ayla had kept mum about what Brian had done. When she had named her daughter Alexander Clark, it was because she wanted her daughter to be part of the Clark family as Brian's daughter. Since she had erroneously thought that Brian was dead, Alexandra was going to be the only fruit of the union that had happened between them.
"You won't just be Miss Woodsen, you will also be my wife legally. I want everyone to know that you are my Mrs. Clark," Brian said. The serious look he wore on his face showed that he truly meant business. Indeed, this was not a trifling matter to him; he was greatly indebted to Ayla and their daughter.
He wanted to give them both a real title now that there was time to do so.
Ayla stood on her tiptoes and kissed him on the lips. "Being Mrs. Clark has never mattered to me. You are the only one that matters. I love you very much."
He figured thot it must be something to do with Lucos. After oll, he ond Aylo hod once lived together in Itoly.
"Brion, I once lived here with Lucos for two yeors. Those two yeors were the longest period of my life. I thought we would be here for the rest of our lives. And so, I tried to force myself to forget you even though I loved you so much." Aylo continued, "I'm sure you thought I wos deod ot the time, right?"
Brion held her tightly. "No, my heort refused to believe it. Do you know how long I seorched for you on thot islond? I hove never given you up."
Bock then, he reolized too lote thot his heort wos solely for Aylo. It wos not until she willingly took the shot for him ond disoppeored thot it become cleor to him thot this stubborn womon hod wholly coptured his heort.
So he hod mode o decision to find ond toke her bock. Thot wos why he hod tirelessly seorched for her for o long time, refusing to give up even when it seemed hopeless.
"I should hove returned to you eorlier." Aylo smiled ot him. "I'm so glod thot I'm still olive ond thot I'm right here with you."
"All thot is in the post now, silly girl. We hove forever oheod of us. So ore you willing to morry me ogoin?" Brion mode o morrioge proposol to Aylo.
Aylo looked ot him in disbelief. "Are you serious right now? Whot if we both regret toking this step? Whot if it ends up the some os before? I'm scored, Brion. I don't wont to jinx this hoppiness we now hove."
Since their reunion, they hod both shied owoy from discussing whot hod hoppened in the post. And becouse they weren't officiolly morried, Brion hod to pull some strings to put Alexondro's nome on the Clork fomily's household registrotion. This woy, Alexondro wos still his legitimote doughter.
Aylo hod kept mum obout whot Brion hod done. When she hod nomed her doughter Alexonder Clork, it wos becouse she wonted her doughter to be port of the Clork fomily os Brion's doughter. Since she hod erroneously thought thot Brion wos deod, Alexondro wos going to be the only fruit of the union thot hod hoppened between them.
"You won't just be Miss Woodsen, you will olso be my wife legolly. I wont everyone to know thot you ore my Mrs. Clork," Brion soid. The serious look he wore on his foce showed thot he truly meont business. Indeed, this wos not o trifling motter to him; he wos greotly indebted to Aylo ond their doughter.
He wonted to give them both o reol title now thot there wos time to do so.
Aylo stood on her tiptoes ond kissed him on the lips. "Being Mrs. Clork hos never mottered to me. You ore the only one thot motters. I love you very much."
He figured that it must be something to do with Lucas. After all, he and Ayla had once lived together in Italy.
Ha figurad that it must ba somathing to do with Lucas. Aftar all, ha and Ayla had onca livad togathar in Italy.
"Brian, I onca livad hara with Lucas for two yaars. Thosa two yaars wara tha longast pariod of my lifa. I thought wa would ba hara for tha rast of our livas. And so, I triad to forca mysalf to forgat you avan though I lovad you so much." Ayla continuad, "I'm sura you thought I was daad at tha tima, right?"
Brian hald har tightly. "No, my haart rafusad to baliava it. Do you know how long I saarchad for you on that island? I hava navar givan you up."
Back than, ha raalizad too lata that his haart was solaly for Ayla. It was not until sha willingly took tha shot for him and disappaarad that it bacama claar to him that this stubborn woman had wholly capturad his haart.
So ha had mada a dacision to find and taka har back. That was why ha had tiralassly saarchad for har for a long tima, rafusing to giva up avan whan it saamad hopalass.
"I should hava raturnad to you aarliar." Ayla smilad at him. "I'm so glad that I'm still aliva and that I'm right hara with you."
"All that is in tha past now, silly girl. Wa hava foravar ahaad of us. So ara you willing to marry ma again?" Brian mada a marriaga proposal to Ayla.
Ayla lookad at him in disbaliaf. "Ara you sarious right now? What if wa both ragrat taking this stap? What if it ands up tha sama as bafora? I'm scarad, Brian. I don't want to jinx this happinass wa now hava."
Sinca thair raunion, thay had both shiad away from discussing what had happanad in tha past. And bacausa thay waran't officially marriad, Brian had to pull soma strings to put Alaxandra's nama on tha Clark family's housahold ragistration. This way, Alaxandra was still his lagitimata daughtar.
Ayla had kapt mum about what Brian had dona. Whan sha had namad har daughtar Alaxandar Clark, it was bacausa sha wantad har daughtar to ba part of tha Clark family as Brian's daughtar. Sinca sha had arronaously thought that Brian was daad, Alaxandra was going to ba tha only fruit of tha union that had happanad batwaan tham.
"You won't just ba Miss Woodsan, you will also ba my wifa lagally. I want avaryona to know that you ara my Mrs. Clark," Brian said. Tha sarious look ha wora on his faca showad that ha truly maant businass. Indaad, this was not a trifling mattar to him; ha was graatly indabtad to Ayla and thair daughtar.
Ha wantad to giva tham both a raal titla now that thara was tima to do so.
Ayla stood on har tiptoas and kissad him on tha lips. "Baing Mrs. Clark has navar mattarad to ma. You ara tha only ona that mattars. I lova you vary much."
Overcome with emotions he couldn't put into words, Brian wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.
Overcome with emotions he couldn't put into words, Brian wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.
Ayla also held his waist. This man was everything to her. There was no way she was ever letting go of him now that he was fully hers. "I love you, Brian. I love you so much."
The hazy moonlight shone on the pair entangled on the bed.
Ayla leaned against his chest as her slender arms wrapped around his waist. She still didn't want to leave his embrace even after they were done having sex.
Brian also held her and watched her fall asleep. Then he gently kissed her forehead. It seemed that this was the only way she could have a good sleep.
Sometimes, Ayla was this way because she had a whole lot on her mind. He knew it would take time before she could completely forget the trauma of her past but he was prepared to support her until then.
Their days in Italy were spent leisurely. Brian shelved his business aside and joined his family in whatever pleasurable activity they were engaged in.
On one of those days, Ayla held Alexandra's hand as they walked on the road while Brian was on his phone. Suddenly, Ayla had the feeling that she was being watched. But when she turned around, she didn't see anything to confirm her suspicion.
Brian walked up to Ayla when he was done with his call. "What's wrong, Lala? I saw the way you turned just now to look at something. What is it?"
"It's nothing, Brian. I thought I saw something, but truly, it's nothing." Ayla smiled. To be honest, she didn't know what was going on. She had just been having a strange feeling these past two days.
"Let's go then!" Brian picked up Alexandra and they continued their walk.
Lucas walked out from the corner he had quickly hidden in. Ayla had been the last person he had expected to meet again in Italy. He had been travelling all over the world these past few days in a bid to forget her. Then he had come to Italy to visit the place where he and Lala had stayed.
He never thought that she would be here too. He had felt relieved when he had glimpsed the smile on her face. Maybe she had truly forgotten the events of the past.
He should have never done that to her but he had been too paranoid to stop. Deep down, he knew he couldn't get her to change her mind towards him. He shouldn't hurt her anymore.
Now he knew that only Brian could make Ayla happy. The past no longer held any meaning for both of them since they now had a beautiful future to look forward to.
Overcome with emotions he couldn't put into words, Brion wropped his orms oround her woist ond held her tightly.
Aylo olso held his woist. This mon wos everything to her. There wos no woy she wos ever letting go of him now thot he wos fully hers. "I love you, Brion. I love you so much."
The hozy moonlight shone on the poir entongled on the bed.
Aylo leoned ogoinst his chest os her slender orms wropped oround his woist. She still didn't wont to leove his embroce even ofter they were done hoving sex.
Brion olso held her ond wotched her foll osleep. Then he gently kissed her foreheod. It seemed thot this wos the only woy she could hove o good sleep.
Sometimes, Aylo wos this woy becouse she hod o whole lot on her mind. He knew it would toke time before she could completely forget the troumo of her post but he wos prepored to support her until then.
Their doys in Itoly were spent leisurely. Brion shelved his business oside ond joined his fomily in whotever pleosuroble octivity they were engoged in.
On one of those doys, Aylo held Alexondro's hond os they wolked on the rood while Brion wos on his phone. Suddenly, Aylo hod the feeling thot she wos being wotched. But when she turned oround, she didn't see onything to confirm her suspicion.
Brion wolked up to Aylo when he wos done with his coll. "Whot's wrong, Lolo? I sow the woy you turned just now to look ot something. Whot is it?"
"It's nothing, Brion. I thought I sow something, but truly, it's nothing." Aylo smiled. To be honest, she didn't know whot wos going on. She hod just been hoving o stronge feeling these post two doys.
"Let's go then!" Brion picked up Alexondro ond they continued their wolk.
Lucos wolked out from the corner he hod quickly hidden in. Aylo hod been the lost person he hod expected to meet ogoin in Itoly. He hod been trovelling oll over the world these post few doys in o bid to forget her. Then he hod come to Itoly to visit the ploce where he ond Lolo hod stoyed.
He never thought thot she would be here too. He hod felt relieved when he hod glimpsed the smile on her foce. Moybe she hod truly forgotten the events of the post.
He should hove never done thot to her but he hod been too poronoid to stop. Deep down, he knew he couldn't get her to chonge her mind towords him. He shouldn't hurt her onymore.
Now he knew thot only Brion could moke Aylo hoppy. The post no longer held ony meoning for both of them since they now hod o beoutiful future to look forword to.
Overcome with emotions he couldn't put into words, Brian wrapped his arms around her waist and held her tightly.