Chapter 158
Alena walked over. She touched her chin and commented, "It's not bad, and it matches your temperament."
Darcy's eyes were shining, and she couldn't move her eyes from the bag at all.
But in the process of trying the bag, she secretly read the price on the tag, and she knew she couldn't afford it.
"I'll look at the others. It's always better to compare them." She said uncomfortably. Darcy turned and walked towards another shelf.
She wanted it, but she couldn't afford that bag.
Darcy slowly selected on the next shelf, and Alena sat on the sofa to rest.
The shopping guide brought two glasses of water, and Alena took them politely. She took a sip, and her eyes fell on Darcy.
Darcy seemed to have taken a fancy to another bag. She couldn't even take the water that the shopping guide handed over. Her eyes flashed brightly, and she took a brown bag from the shelf.
Alena looked at the bag she was holding. Its simple style was chic and exquisite. The brown color also matched her skin, and it was a very high-end bag.
Even the shopping guide on the side praised the bag again and again. "Ma'am, this bag is beautiful, and it suits you."
Darcy stood in front of the mirror and turned around. She smiled, but her smile disappeared quickly. Darcy took the bag off her body and handed it to the shopping guide.
She endured her heartache and said, "Forget it, I still don't have much-"
"Wrap it up, please." Alena interrupted Darcy. She took the bag from Darcy and walked to the counter.
"Alena, you." Darcy was a little surprised, and she frowned.
She did not say something, but Alena asked the shopping guide to wrap it up. Was she trying to make a fool of her?
"I lived in your house for so long, and I caused you so much trouble. I always wanted to find a chance to thank you. I am giving this bag to you." Alena smiled at her.
After the payment was completed soon, the lady at the counter politely packed the bag.
Alena took it and placed it in Darcy's palm.
Fearing that Darcy would not accept it, she said, "You don't have to be polite with me. We have been shopping for so long, and If I go on shopping, my legs will hurt."
After she heard Alena's words, Darcy's felt insulted.
Alena didn't want to go shopping with her, so she bought a bag and made her look like a beggar?
Also, the price of this bag was almost 60,000 dollars, but Alena bought it without thinking about the price.
Darcy clenched her palm, and the jealousy that she was trying too hard to suppress began to surge in her heart.
Why did she have to show off in front of her?
Darcy wanted to throw the bag away, but she was reluctant to do that.
Not many people could resist the temptation, and Darcy found an excuse for herself.
She deserved it!
Anyway, she would get Waylon in the future, and everything Alena had now would be hers, including this bag.
Darcy accepted the bag as it should be and pulled out a hypocritical smile as she thought of this. "Then I will accept this."
"Let's go." Alena squeezed her face and took her arm intimately. She walked out of the shop and looked down at her watch. "Darcy, I'm a little hungry. What about you?"
After she got such a significant benefit from her, Darcy planned to behave reasonably, and she nodded in agreement. "Let's find a place to eat. I'm also hungry."
There was a lot of food in the mall, but Alena especially wanted to have soup. "Why don't we have soup?"
"You want to drink hot soup on a hot day?" Darcy frowned.
"Yes. Because of the hot weather, we can drink iced plum juice having hot soup. It's so refreshing." Alena said with a look of nostalgia. The two of them often did this kind of thing.
Darcy did not want to refuse, so she nodded. "Well then, I remember there is a specialty restaurant on the third floor."
"Well, let's go quickly, lest we are late and there is no more seat available." Alena happily said.
The restaurant was almost empty, with only a few guests.
Alena took the menu and looked at it. She ordered everything she liked and what she wanted to eat.
Darcy touched her newly acquired bag, and the sneer in her eyes flashed past.
"Okay, I ordered a lot. We'll add food later if it's not enough." Alena politely returned the menu to the waiter. She picked up the teapot on the side and poured a glass of water for Darcy. "Drink some water first."
Darcy was noncommittal. She looked at Alena, who was sitting on the opposite side, and asked, "Alena, how is your relationship with Waylon recently?"
Although she had seen Alena and Waylon showing affection in the morning, she wanted to hear the truth from Alena.
If Yves didn't do anything, then she would fall apart.
Regardless of Yves's words, even if she couldn't get Waylon for the time being, at least she was unique to Waylon.
He did not know her just because she was an employee in his company and not because she was a friend of Alena.
She was Waylon's lifesaver.
Alena didn't know what Darcy was thinking.
When she asked her, Alena smiled embarrassedly and then said sweetly, "Our relationship is fine, and we're doing great."
Darcy could see what Alena said was true because there was no reluctance or insincere expression on her face.
There seemed to be countless tiny needles that pierced into her heart, and she frowned in pain.
But she asked in a masochistic manner. "What do you mean?"
She did not want to believe that Waylon would become so affectionate.
But many emotions in this world were like this. The love they had for each other was profound.
Alena could feel that Waylon liked her.
The soup had already boiled, and Alena picked up a piece of beef and threw it in. "I don't know how to tell it to you. We had a misunderstanding before, but everything has passed. Waylon and I want to cherish each other from now on."
The few rising clouds of smoke blurred her vision, and she did not see the jealousy flashing in Darcy's eyes.