Chapter 248
Feeling the warmth from the palm of his hand, Alena Wright tilted her head and looked at him. Her eyes were sparkling, "Waylon, I suddenly thought of a sentence."
Waylon Gray didn't notice Alena's abnormality immersed in the beauty of the moment.
She smiled and curled her eyes. Her crimson lips opened slightly. She got closer to Waylon. The two of them almost met each other with their noses facing each other.
Alena slowly said, "The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky. The person in front of you is your sweetheart."
The two were too close. When Alena spoke, her breath that smelled like an orchid on her body hit the tip of Waylon's nose. The delicate and fragrant fragrance in the clearness made him feel very comfortable.
Waylon clasped the back of her head with his one hand, leaned over, and kissed her under Alena's gaze.
He didn't know why, but he just wanted to do it.
He used this most direct method to give her the best response.
The lingering kisses between lovers often have the miraculous effect of healing wounds. The last trace of grievance in Alena's heart gradually let go.
Now that they decided to be together, they shouldn't torture each other with the past, more importantly, the future.
"Let's go. Let's find Darcy." After the kiss was over, Alena pulled Waylon and walked towards the hotel.
Although she really wanted to enjoy this moment, it was hard to let them be if they came out together.
Waylon looked at her bitterly, "If I remember correctly when you asked me out yesterday, you said it's a two-person world..."
"Hey..." Alena smirked. She couldn't say directly that she was afraid that he would suddenly get angry again, so she temporarily brought a helper over.
It was just that now, the helper had become a huge light bulb.
It seemed a bit unkind to think so.
Alena quickly explained, "Both of them are our friends, so it's a little lively when we come out together."
Waylon didn't really want to settle accounts with her after the autumn, if he really minded, then he would not agree at that time.
"Okay. I am teasing you. Let's find them." Waylon rubbed her hair fondly. Why did he always feel that this woman had magical powers? No matter what happened, he always didn't see enough.
Just as the two were talking, the elevator had stopped on the floor they were working on. The two were about to go out, just in time to see Yves and Darcy coming over.
"Hey, are you coming down? Waylon and I said are looking for you." Alena took two steps back and vacated the elevator space for them.
"Well, it's boring to stay in the room. Why don't we go for a walk together?" Darcy looked at Alena tentatively.
The plan that she and Yves made just now was to be in a crowded place. She would pretend to be hit, or simply pretend to be dizzy. Anyway, it wouldn't make the two of them feel better.
Alena didn't think so much, "Waylon and I also plan to go to the beach. Shall we go together?"
Of course, Yves would not refuse, so the four got off the elevator and walked towards the beach by the sea.
In order to prevent Alena and Waylon from having more contact, Darcy took the initiative to hold Alena's hand affectionately. The two of them walked forward slowly while talking, and the atmosphere was still harmonious.
It wasn't until they got some distance away that Darcy glanced at Waylon and Yves who were left behind. She lowered her voice and said to Alena, "Alena, what is going on? Didn't you two quarrel with each other yesterday? What happened? Why did the two of you look fine today?"
If possible, Darcy could not wait to poke her to death with her finger, but now was not the time. She had to force a look of concern.
When it came to this topic, Alena was still somewhat embarrassed. She coughed lightly, "Was it really weird?"
Before Darcy could answer, Alena took a deep breath, not knowing where she gained some confidence, "In the beginning, I was really angry. My lungs were about to explode. I even decided in my heart to ignore this again, but..."
She raised her head to look at Darcy and smiled slightly, "But the moment he held me, I suddenly felt that everything in the past was not important. Although I have no way of knowing under what circumstances he did things like that, I'm pretty sure, I can't live without him."
There was no other reason that it was because she couldn't do it without Waylon. The reason why she was so angry and so sad was only because of her possessiveness and fear that Waylon might have another woman in her heart.
Because she loved Waylon, she wanted to accept this, even if the price was to make herself uncomfortable.
Darcy was stunned for a while, but immediately screamed, "Alena, why are you so stupid? Are you forgiving him?"
Darcy frowned, in the tone of a person who came by, "A man can do it easily in a second time if he had to do it the first time. This time, you forgave him so easily. Waylon will definitely do it again!"
"No. These things happened before we got married. We can't control the previous things. All we can do is let go of the past. I believe Waylon will not do things that are sorry for me." Alena said. Certainly, there was not even a hint of hesitation.
These things happened five years ago before she rescued Waylon.
Before she rescued Waylon, she had nothing to do with him. It was normal for Waylon to have emotional needs. She shouldn't be too harsh on him.
Darcy was even more strange, "How do you know? Men are all..."
"Okay. Let's not talk about this." Alena interrupted Darcy. She closed her eyes and opened her arms. There was a breeze blowing over her dress. She was immersed in the beauty of nature.
Darcy was not good to continue to say anything, so she stood silently on the side.
Not far behind them, Waylon and Yves walked slowly side by side.
Two equally good men walking together would inevitably attract the attention of many people.
Many women from various countries cast suggestive glances at them, and many even took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
Waylon didn't squint. The steps under his feet didn't stop for a moment. He walked past through them towards Alena on his own.
Yves finally got rid of a group of idiots and quickly chased him up. He raised his hand and gave Waylon a circle, "Hey, why didn't I find you so unkind before? Actually, you left me alone."
"Isn't this just right? I have a family. I can't compare myself with a single dog like you."
Yves was inexplicably named as a single dog. He was a little speechless. He couldn't help but curl his lips, "I'm afraid she will be jealous. You are pretending to be a big-sounding wolf with a big tail."
Both of them were wearing leather shoes, so they creaked when they stepped on the dry sand.
Waylon raised his head, glanced at him, and said noncommittally, "Don't talk about me. I haven't had time to ask you. What do you mean by doing this to Darcy?"