Deep Love of The Perfect Bride novel Chapter 11

After Ayla prepared the dishes and served them at the table, Anna looked at them with a disgusted expression. Brian and Anna were sitting face to face. Brian asked her to taste the dishes and give her opinion about them. Anna tasted each of them and was very much unsatisfied with the taste. She either pointed out the dishes were too salty or too spicy.

Seeing that, Brian glared at Ayla and asked, "Are you taking your revenge on me because I asked you to cook?"

"No, it's nothing like that." Ayla shook her head. It was so very obvious that they intentionally picked on her. She had nothing to say because it wouldn't make any difference.

"No? Because, none of these dishes is edible! These taste so bad!" he snapped then got up and threw away all the food to the ground. The floor was a mess now.

Ayla although had expected this, it still hurt her feelings. She had cooked with so much dedication, but he didn't even value her hard work. All of her efforts just got wasted by that devil.

But she didn't even feel sad. It could be expected from him. However, she had suffered enough today.

First, Toby's intimacy with another woman, then Brian's and Anna's humiliations.

Seeing Ayla didn't even react, Brian got more furious. His eyes narrowed to slits in exasperation as he raised his hand and slapped Ayla on her cheek. The force was too much that it made her fall to the ground.

It stung where his hand made contact with her cheek. She was wrong when she thought she couldn't feel pain anymore.

"Clean up this place!" Brian didn't like it when she showed no expression. It bothered him unreasonably to see her acting emotionless.

She should be crying and begging to him. But she did neither of that.

He had always wanted to be in charge of every situation, but it frustrated him when he couldn't control Ayla.

Ayla didn't say anything. She kneeled down on the ground quietly and picked up the pieces of broken plates one by one. Her finger got cut accidentally and blood oozed out of the wound. But she just lost her enthusiasm to react to that even. She quietly continued her work.

She brought a broom and started sweeping the place clean. She was humiliated beyond her expectation.

She mocked herself for the life she had.

She wasn't even the real daughter of the Woodsen family. She was just an orphan girl adopted by them. The man she had trusted and loved, had left her.

She even lost her virginity. After all of these, she had no right to expect anything good from her life.