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Deep Love of The Perfect Bride novel Chapter 12

Ayla looked down at the porridge made by Maria and got overwhelmed by her generosity. She was so touched that it made her teary. Her eyes welled up and tears streamed down her face.

"Mrs. Clark, please enjoy your breakfast. You ate nothing last night. You are still sick and I just received the news that Mr. Clark won't come back today. So, you can rest at home peacefully." Maria gave her an encouraging smile and went back to the kitchen.

After the breakfast, Ayla put on a white coat and went to the garden. Sitting alone on a bench, she eyed around the place. The garden was beautiful, but she didn't like it. Her heavy heart made it impossible to concentrate on the beauty.

The entire day she stayed at home. But this could not go on forever. The next day, she went to school. Around noon, she went to the bank near the school alone. She had some savings there.

It was accumulated from her part-time jobs. The money was not much, but she could always work and earn more. Ayla withdrew the money from the bank.

Her shoulders slumped low, as she left the bank and started walking back to the school. She was adopted by the Woodsen family, but she had never thought that she would end up like this.

"Lala." Ayla faltered on her steps, hearing that intimate call. She didn't expect to hear it again.

The familiar call made her heart tremble slightly.

She wondered whether she had misheard.

But her doubt abated when a slender figure came and stood in front of her. "It's me, Bala. Don't you remember me?"

Ayla raised her head and looked at the person in front of her. He was still as handsome and gentle as before. Today he even wore a pair of gold rimmed glasses, looking gentler.

It was him, her Toby, the man she had waited for five years. The man she had loved and trusted.

"Lala, how are you? I'm back from abroad." Toby reached out and took her hand in his. His voice was so gentle and sweet, which stirred her heart.

Ayla nodded as her eyes became moist. "It's good to see that you're back, Toby."

She had never thought that their reunion five years later would be like this.

There was no joy, expectation and eagerness. If it was like the old times, she'd have jumped into his arms, crying and telling him all of her grievances by now. The story of her helplessness, and her deep longing for him in her heart, she'd have told him everything.

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