Chapter 178
She slammed the door shut, and Alena threw herself into the quilt. Her tears were falling freely.
"Damn, Waylon." Alena cursed.
Waylon was too much, and he hurt her heart so much. Wasn't he afraid of her being sad at all?
The more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she felt. Alena cried fiercely under the blanket.
She didn't get up and walk to the bathroom until she had utterly vented, then she took a shower and changed into clean clothes.
When she came out again, she noticed that the room was still terribly quiet. Waylon seemed to had never set foot in that room.
She sat down in front of the makeup mirror. Alena looked at the pile of bottles and cans, but she suddenly lost her interest. Her gaze swept casually and landed on a black box on the tabletop.
It was one of the pieces of jewelry that Waylon once gave her, and she brought it with her after she moved here.
Alena opened the box, and it revealed the exquisite gems inside. The gems were dazzling under the lights.
Her eyes gradually blurred. It was as if she had returned to those days.
She and Waylon had gone through so many hardships before they finally reconciled. If they broke each other's hearts because of this inexplicable misunderstanding, wouldn't they regret it?
Alena had her pride also. She was so disappointed because Waylon didn't trust her, and she didn't want to lower her pride because of him.
However, she was also afraid that she would regret her decision later on.
Alena hadn't slept almost all night. She thought about it repeatedly and finally decided to work hard to make their relationship work once again.
She got up early, and before Waylon got up, she made breakfast for him.
After Waylon changed his clothes and got dressed, he went down and saw the breakfast on the table. Waylon saw the smiling woman at the table.
His gaze swept across Alena's face imperceptibly. He was a little surprised but still calm.
Alena took a deep breath and adjusted her emotions. She took the initiative to speak. "I made your favorite breakfast, come and eat some?"
She was going to stretch her hand to pull the man's sleeve, but Waylon avoided her. He walked to the dining table and sat down.
Alena was disappointed, but she was relieved to see that Waylon sat down at the table. She pushed his favorite food in front of him and made no secret of her flattery.
"Taste it."
Waylon finally picked up his spoon.
Alena felt relieved, but she thought that this was tiring than fighting a battle.
The two people exchanged blank stares, and the dining room was deafeningly quiet.
After the meal was over, Waylon pulled the chair away and got up. He left in significant strides.
He left without a moment's hesitation.
Alena paused to think for a moment.
Waylon's willingness to eat what she cooked showed that his heart had softened a little. If he genuinely disliked her so much, he would probably leave the moment she sits down.
Although the ending was not good, it was not too bad.
Alena immediately called and shared the good news with Darcy, "Darcy, Waylon, and I are about to reconcile."
Darcy was dealing with work at that time, and she almost smashed her phone when she heard the news!
When Alena heard the movement, she raised her eyebrows. "Darcy? What's the matter with you?"
Darcy hurriedly adjusted her emotions and calmed herself down. "Nothing. I just think it's quite sudden. I thought about what you said yesterday. Wasn't Waylon furious at you?"
"I thought so too." Alena smiled and walked down the second floor. "Perhaps you are right. After a long time, he won't be angry anymore."
What else could Darcy say? She could only reluctantly agree. "Yes. I told you that you don't need to worry."
"Yeah!" Alena nodded. "I'm going to the company today, so I'll hang up first.?"
"Alright, bye."
"Bye."
After the call, Alena took the key and went straight out.
She had rested for so long, and now she was almost in good health. It was time for her to report to the company.
On the other side, Darcy irritably threw all the documents in front of her on the table.
Damn, why did they have to reconcile so soon?
No way!
She would never allow this to happen!
As she thought of this, Darcy stood up and walked out. But she bumped into someone on her way out. The documents in the hands of the person in front of her were scattered all over the floor.
Darcy recognized the person as the manager's confidant. She immediately said, "Are you okay?"
Stephen shook his head. "I'm fine, but these documents need to be sent to President Waylon in a hurry. Why are you walking so carelessly?"
When she heard this, Darcy's movements stopped, and then she immediately got an idea.
"I'm sorry, I was too careless. How about I go and send the documents to Mr. Waylon for you?"
"Okay." After he hesitated for a moment, Stephen nodded and handed over the reorganized stack of documents.
"Don't worry. I will deliver it!" Darcy immediately held the documents in her arms.
The president's office was tranquil, and only the rustle of pen writing on paper could be heard. Waylon was behind the desk, and his eyes were focused and serious.
The morning light shone on his face, it reflected on his face, and it made him more upright and handsome.
Darcy was at the door, and she looked at him quietly for a long time. She stood there until Waylon noticed that something was wrong. "Mr. Waylon, I'm here to deliver the documents. The door was not closed, so I came in."
Waylon's gaze fell on the door that hadn't been closed yet, and he said, "Close the door and come in."
"Yes."
Darcy nodded obediently, and she came back to him after she closed the door.
"President Waylon, please have a look." She handed over the folder respectfully.
Waylon stretched out his hand to take it and opened it casually. The corner of his eye noticed Darcy, and he patiently asked, "Why are you still here?"
When he looked at her, Darcy immediately felt that her heart beat faster. She forcibly endured the fast beating in her heart and said casually, "Mr. Waylon, I still have a personal question that I want to ask."
Waylon watched her for a few seconds, and he indifferently spits out a word. "Say it."