Chapter 165
Waylon nodded. "Well, go."
Darcy breathed a sigh of relief when she walked out of the villa.
At that moment, Waylon's frown, like a steel needle, stabbed her with great pain.
She didn't want to leave such an impression in his heart, so she pulled out an excuse.
Darcy took two steps to the side of the road, then looked back at the luxurious villa behind her. She was unwilling to leave the estate.
After she was finally allowed to stay for dinner, Waylon might be able to send her back personally, but a good scene was broken up abruptly.
She realized that Yves was right.
Even if Waylon saw the ring with her, he still didn't have much reaction. He did not recognize her, admired her, and favored her.
Could it be that Waylon didn't believe that she was the one who saved him?
Impossible!
If Waylon didn't believe her and thought she was lying to him, he would say something.
The reason why he didn't express anything must be because he was scrupulous.
Darcy believed that she must be different in Waylon's heart, and as long as she seized the opportunity, she would definitely squeeze out Alena and become Mrs. Gray successfully.
Now that the life-saving grace was her biggest bargaining chip, she must take good care of it and not allow anyone to destroy it!
It was just that she was alone and weak, and it was a bit inconvenient to act by herself.
Yves's name again appeared in her mind, and Darcy pursed her lips. She became angry with him yesterday. Wouldn't it be shameful if she went to find him now?
No way!
She couldn't go to Yves. She couldn't compromise!
The sky was getting darker, Waylon pushed open the bedroom door, and he saw the soft black hair of Alena.
Alena put one arm on the sofa, and her small head was resting on her hand. It seemed like she was half-asleep.
When she heard the movement, Alena was awakened in an instant. She looked up and saw the man walking in front of her. "You are back."
Waylon touched her head, and his cold eyes softened a little. "Are you sleepy?"
"Hmm. A little bit." After she yawned, Alena looked behind him and became a little puzzled. "Where is Darcy? She told me that she would go to the bathroom. Why hasn't she come back yet? You are also downstairs. Did you see her?"
Waylon didn't answer. He bent down and picked up the confused woman. He then put her on the bed gently and squeezed her tiny nose. Waylon slowly said, "Someone called her and said that there was a leak in her house, so she rushed back to deal with it. She had no time to say goodbye to you."
With her arms around his neck, she did not want to let go. Alena tilted her head, "I thought that I could have dinner with her."
She was a little disappointed.
The wound on her abdomen had just healed when she hurt her foot suddenly. Misfortunes would never come in pairs.
For a long time, she did not have contact with outside society, and her work had also been suspended. Alena felt that her life was genuinely dull.
Waylon squinted his eyes.
"Alena." He squeezed the woman's soft palms to play with it. Waylon then kissed her on the lips. "Don't let her come here in the future."
Waylon knew very well that Darcy was the first woman he fell in love with. Even now, he hadn't wholly forgotten his feelings. If it wasn't because Waylon already had Alena, he knew that he and Darcy would rekindle their romance again. After all, five years ago, he owed her.
Waylon didn't want to make the mistake his father had made. He had a good woman by his side, but he was still thinking about other women.
Now that he had reconciled with Alena, he wouldn't approach Darcy anymore.
He didn't want to hurt Alena.
He didn't want to hurt Darcy even more.
"Why?" Alena sat up from the bed, and her eyes widened suddenly. "Darcy is my best friend. Why is she not allowed to come here?"
"Hey, will you listen to me?" Waylon patted her hand with a gentle tone, but his eyes were unquestionably firm.
Alena had been with him for so long, and she had gained a particular understanding. Waylon would never decide without thinking about it first.
Also, even if she forced Darcy to come here, if Waylon had an opinion on her, it would only embarrass her. The trouble would be even harder to end.
And if she wanted to see Darcy, she could see her outside. Darcy didn't have to come to their home.
Alena thought for a while and chose to compromise. "Well, I'll listen to you."
The next day, Alena was awakened by her phone ringing.
She looked at it and discovered that it was Darcy. "Hey, Darcy."
On the other line, Darcy didn't bother to be polite with her and went straight to the subject. "I left first yesterday because I had something to do, and I wasn't able to say goodbye to you. It feels very embarrassing, so I will come back to see you later."
She would try her best to get more opportunities to meet Waylon. Only in this way could she leave a good impression in his heart.
However, Alena was silent for a few seconds, and she said with embarrassment in her tone, "Actually, no, I am a little tired today, and I want to take a good rest at home."
Although her words were very euphemistic, the meaning of rejection was obvious.
Darcy squeezed her palms. "What do you mean? Don't you want me to go there?"
"No, no!" Afraid of her misunderstanding, Alena quickly explained, "I feel uncomfortable, so-"
"That's good! Since you are uncomfortable, I should go see you more!" Darcy gritted her teeth with anger, "I will go now!"
"Darcy." Alena shook her head embarrassedly, she wanted to refuse, but she didn't know what to say.
Darcy calmed herself down. If Alena didn't allow her to go, she might be turned away even if she came to the door.
She took a deep breath and tried to suppress the anger in her heart.
"Alena, we have been friends for so many years. Why don't you tell me the truth?" Darcy knew her. For Alena, playing the emotional card was the most effective for someone like Alena.
Sure enough, Alena helplessly said, "The truth is Waylon likes quietness and doesn't like too many people in the house, so I think you shouldn't come here."
She was very serious, and her expression and tone were also heartfelt.
Darcy didn't believe a word. She knew her, so she could see the evasive terms that Alena tried to use.
Anger burned in her heart. Darcy intuitively felt that Alena was playing behind her back. She must have said something terrible in front of Waylon, so she was not allowed to pass!
But she would forbear her anger. It was not the right time for her to be angry at Alena.
"Okay, so be it." Darcy snorted coldly. She didn't want to say more to her.
When she heard that something was wrong in her tone, Alena hurriedly said, "Darcy, I heard Waylon say that there is a water leak in your house. How is it now? Is it serious?"