Chapter 132 You Are Here Finally
Waylon Gray, who rushed to the edge of the cliff, witnessed the whole process. His eyebrows were tightly twisted together. The anger surging in his black eyes seemed to crush the culprit.
"Austine Drew!" Angrily roared these two words. He kicked the proud Austine Drew and rushed to the edge of the cliff.
Waylon Gray furiously attacked the heart with a whole ten of strength. Austine Drew was kicked upside down and spit out a mouthful of blood on his chest.
With only a click, Alena Wright grabbed the tree and finally broke because of being overwhelmed.
She raised her head in horror. The moment when the branch broke, the feeling of losing her center of gravity came.
Alena Wright thought he was dead.
But at this critical moment, the wrist was suddenly grasped with a strong force.
As soon as Alena Wright raised her head, she met Waylon Gray's cold and stern face. Her heartbeat suddenly slowed down at this moment. She stared at the man close at hand in a daze. Tears gradually blurred her eyes.
"Waylon Gray..."
Waylon Gray didn't speak. The blue veins on his arm bulged. He gritted her teeth little by little to lift her up from the cliff.
It wasn't until her feet were on the ground that Alena Wright woke up like a dream. She hugged Waylon Gray tightly, and tears wet his shirt.
"You are here. I thought I was going to die. I thought I would never see you again." The more she cried, the more aggrieved. The rest of her life and the sadness of grievance made her lose. All reserved, "Waylon Gray, I thought you didn't love me, I thought you didn't care about my life."
Alena Wright cried more and more aggrieved, "You know how happy I am to meet you."
Waylon Gray remained silent all the time, with her back straight. His hands were hanging on his side, indifferently looking at the crying woman in his arms. Suddenly stretched out his hand to push her away without warning.
Alena Wright was pushed back two steps and looked at him blankly," Waylon Gray ..."
"Don't call me!" Waylon Gray looked away coldly and indifferently. The corners of his eyes and eyebrows were sneered, "You thought I was reluctant to bear you, so I came here to rescue you?"
Alena Wright's lips moved: "Isn't it..."
"Of course not!" Waylon Gray sneered, his angular face looked even colder and ruthless at the moment: "If you weren't worried that if you died, it would irritate Dad, do you think I care about your life and death? Don't be passionate!"
Word by word hurts deeply.
Alena Wright didn't want to believe this reason, but she couldn't find an excuse for Waylon Gray to come for her.
The emotion surging in her chest disappeared little by little. The warmth that finally rose became extremely cold.
She laughed at herself and reached out to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes. She tries to prevent herself from being too embarrassed in front of this man and retain the last trace of pride.
"You are right. I am passionate!"
Alena Wright didn't want to stay here any longer. She felt heartache again facing this ruthless man for a second.
The moment he turned and left, the corner of his eyes found Austine Drew struggling to stand up from the ground. He rushed towards Waylon Gray.
Austine Drew cursed, "Waylon Gray, you must die!"
Every time, it was because the appearance of this man broke all his plans. After all, Waylon Gray was the real culprit.
"Be careful!" Alena Wright exclaimed. Her eyes suddenly enlarged because of the sudden fear. She didn't even want to jump up and stand in front of Waylon Gray.
The incident happened between the sparks and flints. When Waylon Gray reacted, it was too late.
The sound of the dagger piercing into the body sounded in his ears, and blood spewed out suddenly.
Alena Wright cried out in pain, clutching her lower abdomen and slowly backing away. The scarlet liquid was blooming in her palm like a fascinating flower.
Waylon Gray's pupils shrank. He flew and kicked at Austine Drew, who rushed over again. The cold air radiating from his body was almost condensed.
This time, without any hesitation, he threw Austine Drew into the sea.
With a crash, the waves were surging, engulfing Austine Drew's voice and shadow instantly.
Waylon Gray turned around hurriedly and held Alena Wright, who was bleeding, "How are you? Can you hold it?"
Alena Wright pulled his sleeves tightly. The nostalgia and affection under her eyes moved people, "Waylon Gray, I'm sorry."
She was gasping for breath, taking a breath of pain every time she said a word, but stubbornly told him the belated explanation.
"I didn't mean to deceive you, but I am also sorry that I misunderstood you a long time. Can you forgive me before I die? I don't want to leave with regret."
Waylon Gray squeezed the woman in his arms tightly, covering her wounds, and his brows were deeply twisted together. The panic in his eyes didn't even notice him, "Don't say these silly things. You won't die."
Alena Wright smiled bitterly and shook her head, "You hate me so much. If I die, you will be happy?"
"Shut up!" Waylon Gray let out a low growl and finally slowed down his tone, "Trust me, you will be fine. If you want to talk about it later, hold on!"
He took a hurried look just now. Although the wound was deep, it didn't hurt any critical organs. As long as she was treated in time, there shouldn't be any serious problems.
Excessive bleeding!
Taking out his mobile phone, Waylon Gray dialed Bill Clay's phone with a cold face, "I don't care what you use, and now arrange for a helicopter and medical team to come over for me immediately!"
Alena Wright looked at him who was so stern. She couldn't help but stretched out her hand to touch it. Her hand was half-stretched and dropped weakly.
She smiled and said, "Waylon Gray, don't be so fierce all the time. I hope you can be happy every day."
Waylon Gray didn't speak and tried to put her on her side as much as possible. After a long while, he said coldly, "Shut up if you don't want to make me angry."
Alena Wright nodded silently. She also felt so tired and wanted to sleep.
Just when she seemed to be asleep, she suddenly heard the roar of a helicopter landing.
When the vast gang wind hit, Waylon Gray hugged her and turned around.
Bill Clay said to the medical staff behind him as he ran towards this side, "Move faster!"
Just now, Bill Clay received a call from Waylon Gray asking for a helicopter and a medical team. Bill Clay was frightened.
It was only when he ran to the front that Waylon Gray was standing there gracefully. The person who was really injured was Alena Wright.
He looked at this scene in surprise, "Mr. Gray, this..."
"Go back, and we can talk about it!" Waylon Gray interrupted him in a deep voice and put the woman who was almost unconscious on the stretcher.