Chapter 161
When she saw that Alena and Waylon had gone too far, Darcy immediately pursed her lips and followed them. As she saw the mansion in front of her, the jealousy in her eyes became more intense.
It turned out that Alena not only had all the love of Waylon, but she also lived in such a luxurious villa.
With Waylon's money, she was sure that he had other properties like this.
She would take everything away from Alena!
Waylon directly carried Alena to the master bedroom and placed her gently on the big soft bed. The temperature in the room was a bit low, and he thoughtfully took a thin blanket to cover her. "Get a good rest. I will help you later with the dressing on your foot."
This was the first time that Alena saw Waylon's careful side. The last time she was injured, she went into a coma for a week, and she couldn't remember many things.
She was about to say something when the phone in Waylon's pocket rang.
He looked at it, but he didn't answer the phone immediately. Instead, he said to her, "I'll go out to answer the phone, don't run around, just call someone if you need help."
Darcy, who came in, heard this, and she almost turned away with anger.
There were only three of them in this villa at the moment. Waylon asked Alena to call someone to serve him. Who else was he talking about except her?
Darcy was going crazy with jealousy. She looked at Waylon as he passed by, and she barely concealed the emotion in her eyes.
But to her disappointment, the man who walked past her didn't even glance at her.
Darcy closed her eyes and lost all her patience and tolerance. She didn't want to wait any longer.
She had to do something.
"Alena, I'll go out and use the bathroom. I'll come back to accompany you later." She hurriedly said and left the room.
She couldn't wait anymore. She would let Waylon see the ring immediately.
He had to know that she was his savior.
She was desperate, and she was betting on everything. In short, she desperately wanted to let him know the truth!
Waylon answered the phone call in the yard. His face was gloomy.
Darcy hid in the dark and watched him quietly for a while. She was holding the ring in her palm.
"First, do what I said," Waylon said coldly, and he cut off the phone without hesitation.
He didn't come in right away
. Waylon took out a cigarette and lit it.
Darcy saw the perfect timing, and she walked out of the dark pretending to be surprised.
"Mr. Waylon, it turns out that you are here." As she said those words, she went over, but Darcy deliberately slipped her feet when the two were about to meet, and she fell forward. The ring in her hand also slid out.
She was curious about whether Waylon would say anything when he saw the ring.
With a crisp sound, the ring slid along the floor to Waylon's feet, and it turned around two times before it stopped.
Waylon's eyes fell on his feet, and incomprehensible emotions surged in his dark eyes.
He subconsciously bent over to pick up the ring
Darcy looked at him intently. She walked over and said, "Mr. Waylon, this ring belongs to me."
She reached out and took the ring. Darcy's fingers touched his cold fingertips, and a burst of electricity passed through her heart. Her whole body trembled, and her cheeks became red involuntarily.
Darcy quickly withdrew her hand, but at the moment, she suddenly realized that she was a little greedy for his touch. She wanted more.
"I know," Waylon said in a deep voice.
Although what he felt for this woman was different from five years ago, the investigation proved that she was the woman five years ago.
As he thought about the sweet times that happened five years ago, Waylon wanted to pull this woman into his arms.
However, he could not do that.
"Since it's yours, keep it well." Waylon resisted the discomfort and said unsatisfactorily. He turned around and left in a giant stride.
Darcy looked at his back in astonishment. She never expected that he would have such a cold attitude.
After he saw the ring, shouldn't he be very excited and excited?
She wanted him to ask her if she was the one who saved him back then.
But not only did Waylon say nothing, but he also left without any feelings of nostalgia. It was as if none of this had anything to do with him.
Darcy stood for a moment, and after a while, she recovered from her astonishment.
Everything that she was planning hastily ended in this way. Did it also mean that her expectations had also come to nothing?
No, no, she wouldn't let this happen!
The look of Waylon just now flashed through her mind. The moment he saw the ring, he looked like he was suppressing something. That moment of revelation was enough to explain everything.
He must have recognized the ring!
However, since he recognized the ring, why didn't he respond?
Why was this happening?
After a while, Darcy returned to the master bedroom.
Waylon was sitting on the sofa drinking water, and he didn't even look up when she came in.
She was mentally prepared. Darcy walked over as usual and took Alena's hand. "Alena, it's all my fault."
She looked like she was about to cry, and Alena couldn't bear to blame her at all. Also, it wasn't indeed her fault.
"What silly thing are you talking about?" Alena squeezed her hand and smiled lightly. "You sent me to the hospital, and now you sent me home. I should thank you."
"Why?" Darcy glanced at her angrily. "I can only feel at ease if you are okay."
She needed to sort out her mood. Waylon had seen the ring, but unexpectedly he showed no response. She had to figure what to do next.
Therefore, she didn't want to waste her time with Alena.
She tidied up her skirt. "Now that Mr. Waylon is taking care of you, I can rest assured. I will go home first, and I will see you tomorrow."
"Are you leaving so soon?" Alena was a little bit disheartened. She still wanted to talk to her more.
Darcy nodded. "Well, I'm going to work tomorrow. I have to go back and prepare first."
Since it was a business matter, Alena couldn't say anything. What's more, Darcy's immediate boss was there. She couldn't let her openly skip work, right?
After Darcy left, she sighed, "Mr. Waylon, see how good your employee is. She didn't forget to work for you even on weekends."
When he heard her, Waylon lifted his head and looked in the direction of Darcy, who was leaving. He narrowed his eyes slightly.
When she saw him not speaking, Alena tilted her head and looked at him. "Waylon, what are you thinking about?"
"Nothing." Waylon faintly retracted his gaze. He took a sip of the tea and closed his eyes to conceal what he was feeling.
"I just think you are right." He smiled, but the smile on his mouth didn't reach his eyes.