Chapter 232
Waylon was sitting behind the desk, and the laptop in front of him was glowing blue with cold light. She walked over quickly, but she didn't know how to speak nor take the initiative to say her request. Minutes passed by but her head was still hanging down like a pillar.
Looking at her timid appearance, he felt helpless the more he watched her. Finally, couldn't help, he took the initiative to break the silence. "Why are you looking for me, do you need something?"
"Ah..." Startled by his sudden voice, Alena immediately recovered from her thoughts and nodded quickly. "Well, something is going on in my mind."
Waylon didn't speak but looked at her quietly.
The two people looked at each other for a few seconds and Waylon's forehead popped with blue veins. "Is there something wrong? Why don't you say it?"
Meeting that cold stare, Alena looked away in panic but couldn't help glancing at him secretly. After going back and forth a few times, she finally plucked up the courage. "Is your injury getting better? Is there any pain?"
She wanted to say this for a long time but she hadn't found a suitable opportunity. Now that the two of them finally had time to be alone, she immediately asked in concern.
"It's hard for you. I remember that I was injured." Waylon snorted coldly. Although his tone is not bad, it sounds a little weird. He originally wanted her to go out, but when he saw Alena's cautious look, he couldn't bear it deep in his heart.
Immediately, he feigned indifference. "I'm alright, my injury is all right. Alena, you don't need to make a fuss."
Hearing him call her name, gone was the sweetness. Alena didn't know how to speak. Seeing Waylon talking, she immediately continued. "That's good, you'll be fine when you are fine." She churned her fingers unconsciously, a thing she couldn't help to do whenever she's nervous.
Watching her small movements, his eyebrows softened a little bit. He was reminded when Alena tried to get rid of this bad problem countless times before but was futile. Otherwise, it would be easy for others to see her emotions and if the opponent caught her, it would easily cause a fatal blow.
But at this moment, he suddenly felt that it wasn't bad for her to have this problem, at least let it let him felt that Alena still cares about him at this moment.
"Don't you have anything to say?" Waylon changed his position and looked at her with scorching eyes, hoping that Alena could take the initiative to give him a hug, smile, and said to him that she's still by his side.
Meeting his gaze, Alena's uncertainty gradually disappeared and plucked up the courage to say. "We have been too busy these days and we can relax if we're both free. If your wound is healed, why don't we go traveling together?"
Speaking out in one breath, Alena finally felt a lot easier. Regardless of whether Waylon will agree or not, at least she has worked hard for it.
An unfathomable light flashed in his eyes as Waylon raised his eyebrows. "Just the two of us?"
'It seems that Darcy said something similar not long ago.'
Alena couldn't figure out what he meant and hoped that there were only two of them. After pondering for a while, Alena finally gritted her teeth in awkwardness. "Well, just the two of us."
"Okay, I'll go." Since there are only two people, Waylon wouldn't refuse.
After all, it was a rare opportunity for them to be alone and he didn't want to be in such a stalemate relationship with Alena. Life is short, and he wants to have everything he wants to have.
Alena stared at him in a daze, never expected that Waylon would agree so easily since she was even prepared to be humiliated before coming. But Waylon didn't say a nasty thing that is in her expectation. Instead, he nodded in agreement.
She succeeded in pleasing someone with an innocent look and a gentle smile gradually appeared in her dark eyes. Waylon glared at her pretentiously. "Why? You wouldn't want to tell me, were you kidding me?"
"Of course not." Alena repeatedly waved her hands to deny and wished Waylon could accompany her more. How could it be a joke?
His smile gradually deepened and Waylon's mood that had been shrouded in the haze became a little better. He raised his eyebrows and continued acting a little bit cold. "Then, don't you want to go and clean up?"
"Oh, I'll go now!" Alena, who had a quick reflex arc reacted immediately. Briskly turning to leave, Waylon's voice came from behind her that made her halt. "Remember to bring me two more shirts."
Alena stopped at the place, turned around in surprise, and looked at him. "You mean... let me help you pack your luggage?"
"What? Don't you want it?" Waylon embraced the surprised and excited look of the woman he admires with his arms.
"How could I be unwilling?" Alena pursed her lips as if a flower was blooming deep in her heart, making her feel a little excited. "I just thought... you might not need my help."
Waylon sneered contrary to his eyes that were full of gentleness. "Don't forget that you are my wife. Who else can you expect to help me if it's not you? Huh?"
Playfulness blossomed in the air evident in his actions which shows that he is in a good mood. Sighing in contentment, Alena slowly revealed a sweet smile. "Yes, you are right."
"You go and clean up first, I still have one thing to do."
"Okay. You should rest earlier and don't be caught up with your work too much." The joy in her heart became stronger and stronger. Alena finally found that she couldn't restrain her urge to go around in circles. She left the study room hurriedly and her whole expression was completely renewed as if vitalized. After being sullen and gloomy a while ago, she stopped being frustrated.
Back in her bedroom, Alena made herself lunge on the soft big bed. The moment she said those words, her heartbeat accelerated at a terrible speed. Until now, she could even feel the excitement at that time. She does not doubt how sad she would be if Waylon flatly rejected her proposal and refused to accompany her on a tour.
However, Waylon agreed! And not only did he agree, but he also said that she is his wife!
'I'm his wife!' Alena didn't feel much at the thought of this word in the past.
However, after this period of quarrels and the cold war, she seemed to understand more the mystery of the two words husband and wife. From then on, her life was closely related and she vowed to stay with him forever.
When Darcy came over, Alena cleaned up her emotions and was taking out the clothes from the closet.
"What are you doing?" Darcy walked in with a light push without closing the door.
Alena turned her head to meet her puzzled gaze and immediately smiled happily. "I'm packing my things. I'm going to travel with my husband."
Hearing her words, it was as if thunder blasted above Darcy's head. Her eyes gleamed darkly and there was an urge for her to faint on the spot.