Chapter 121 I Would Be Rude to You If You Bully Her
"Waylon!" Father Gray walked over quickly with a cane. Behind him was Bill with a cold sweat on his face.
Just now in the lobby on the first floor, Mr. Gray saw Waylon running after the president's wife. He was worried that the president's wife would be bullied. After comforting the guests, he followed up without thinking about it but he did not stop it.
Waylon frowned and said, "Dad, why did you come up?"
When Father Gray saw the situation in front of him. Alena turned her back to the door while her head was hanging down, as if she had been wronged.
Father Gray became angry immediately and he squeezed the crutches on the ground forcefully, waiting for his good son: "Waylon, what did you do to Amanda? What mess did you do again?"
After being indiscriminately wronged, Waylon coldly said, "Why do you think I bullied her? I think it's almost the same for her to play mystery here."
Father Gray did not know what he meant but his son knew that he could easily get angry and do everything.
"You have to get out of the way. I want to ask Amanda personally so if you dare to bully her, I can't spare you even though you are my son!" Father Gray snorted and pushed Waylon away to come straight in.
Alena, who had just breathed a sigh of relief, suddenly froze when she heard this. Before she could react, someone grabbed her arm and Waylon's father pulled her to his side.
"Oh!" Alena exclaimed. Her black hair was thrown behind her ears due to the inertia and her entire face was exposed to the air without warning. She saw Waylon's eyes.
Waylon saw Alena's face and his eyes widened in surprise.
"Amanda!" Father Gray's eyes widened and his face was full of incredibility.
That was it! Alena wailed in her heart and when she met Waylon's weird gaze, her heart gradually sank to the bottom of the lake.
Father Gray stretched out his hand in pain. He wanted to touch her cheek but froze in place with a terrible anger in his voice, "What's the matter? Waylon! Did you bully Alena?!"
Waylon, who had recovered from the shock, heard such a sentence. His thin lips evoked the arc of ridicule and the disgust in his eyes was like that of a cold light and a sharp blade stuck straight into Alena's chest when he said, "My, have I been so unique yet? It is my hobby."
What did he mean? Alena raised her head and met Waylon's disgusted look. What happened? Waylon saw her face and knew that he had been cheated. Should he not be furious? How could it be that it was an expression of disgust that he saw now?
Alena immediately realized that something was wrong. She tremblingly stretched out her hand to touch her cheek and when her cold fingertips touched the skin on her face, there was a fierce pain.
"I-" She took a breath and finally realized what had happened.
Father Gray showed dissatisfaction with Waylon's answer and his face was gloomy and terrible when he said, "What kind of attitude are you showing now? Amanda is your wife and her face is like this. You can't blame her for being like this!"
Before the man spoke more ruthlessly, Alena said dumbly, "Dad, this is none of his business."
In an instant, the two men with extraordinary temperaments, one old and one young, looked over at the same time with each other. With two sharp gazes, Alena slowly lowered her palm and smiled barely.
"Dad, my face is okay. It may be that I accidentally ate a dessert with peanut butter just now but I am allergic. It really has nothing to do with Waylon."
On Alena's face were mottled red spots that were appeared on her originally white and delicate skin. And some areas had already begun to swell. Not only did that look indistinguishable from the original appearance, it was even scary. This was also one of the reasons why Waylon showed that look just now. Of course, it was more because of his disgust for Amanda herself. So, for Alena's kind explanation, naturally, he did not appreciate it.
"It seems that you are not only ugly, but also very clueless. Even if you know that you are allergic to peanut butter, you are really trying to eat for yourself. Can't get enough indulgence?" Waylon sneered as he was lazily leaning against the door and admiring the scene in front of him.
It was probably because he was disgusted that she was already in his bones. He would be happy as long as he saw that her life was in a miserable way and she lost her usual demeanor and self-cultivation.
Father Gray was distressed, especially when he saw Alena's aggrieved expression that was about to cry. He was full of anger when he said, "Bill, do me a favor to remove all the food with peanut butter on the banquet!"
Bill glanced at Waylon with some embarrassment. The banquet had already been halfway through. If the food was changed at this time, it might attract criticism from other people and the people would panic thinking that something was wrong with the food.
Waylon also knew this very well but he was more aware of his father's concern for Amanda. Since he said so, he would definitely do so and there was no need to waste time on such trivial matters. While nodding slightly, Bill stepped back quickly after receiving the order.
Father Gray looked at Alena again in a distressed manner, "Amanda, you are allergic to peanut butter and it will greatly affect your face. I will take you to the hospital first to get you checked up."
"Dad, there's no need." Alena shook her head quickly and refused, "You cannot be absent on such an important occasion today. I can go by myself and it's not a big deal. Really."
Gray's father disagreed, "Nonsense! I have seen your face is the most important thing. What if there is a scar that would be left if unattended?"
Waylon, who had watched the play for a long time, was too lazy to listen to them continuing the love between his father and his "wife." He raised his foot to leave but was stopped by his father.
"Where are you going?" Father Gray had a headache when he saw him that was about to leave. He kept his hands smooth on his chest as he said, "Have you not seen that Amanda is suffering from her allergy? Why don't hurry up to accompany her to the hospital?!"
Waylon's face became cold and he slowly turned around to take a look at Alena. Why was his father asking him to send this woman to the hospital?
Father Gray looked angry when he saw that Waylon did not move, "What? You don't want to?"
Waylon said with a cold face and gave in, "Okay, I'll send her."
He was not really afraid of Gray's father's warning, he just did not want to make him angry. Father Gray's body had always been poor and fragile, and he did not want to make the old man angry.
Before Alena's refusal had time to say it, she was dragged away.
Waylon's voice was as cold as an ancient well in deep water as he said, "You better make me less troublesome after this."
Looking at the direction they were heading, Waylon's father shook his head helplessly and wanted to immediately cheer up the celebration at the lower floor. He tidied up his meticulous clothes and returned to the banquet.
Being dragged by a man to the outside of the hotel, Alena struggled to break free of Waylon's restraint, "Let go of me!"
No way! She could not let Waylon send her off like this! When she would go to the hospital in a while, she would definitely register herself without his help.
Although Gray's father had been calling her Amanda, the name on her ID was clear and plain. It revealed Alena's name.
When her ID was taken out, her identity would be revealed. She wanted to confess to Waylon by herself, but she must not be exposed by Waylon.