Chapter 98 Happy Birthday
Alena Wright had been married to Waylon Gray for three years already. Although anonymous, she had some understanding of his character.
If she still didn't hear such a naked threat, she would be very sorry for the divorce certificate.
She knew that he was a genius, and Alena Wright had always been very self-aware.
She could never win against him, so she still shouldn't try to challenge Waylon Gray's patience.
And when she thought of the deserted path when she came, she wondered whether she could return home safely alone.
If something happened halfway through her journey, she wouldn't know what to do.
She couldn't go out, but she also doesn't want to stay there.
Alena Wright ran back to the room with sullen irritation and shut the door to everyone.
Waylon Gray never came again, as if he was not the one who forced her to stay in the morning.
"Stupid Waylon Gray! Shameless Waylon Gray!" As she went to the soft bed, Alena Wright rolled around under the quilt and was full of resentment, "You want me to stay here, but you will leave again! What do you want?"
Alena Wright, who was annoyed, and didn't even realize that her anger was because Waylon Gray did not come to her.
As if to compete with him, Alena Wright didn't go out at all, even Darcy Harrington brought her lunch to her.
In order not to make herself angry, Alena Wright tried her best to immerse herself in reading books.
Until it was almost sunset.
Alena Wright put down her hand, stood up, and stretched her waist, only to realize that she hadn't seen Darcy Harrington for a long time, and she didn't know where she had gone.
After hesitating for a moment, she opened the door and walked out.
The entire racecourse was very quiet. It seemed that it was specifically cleared because of their arrival. Alena Wright did not see other guests in the past few days, and it should be by Waylon Gray's order.
As she thought of his name, she felt unhappy in her heart.
After she walked away for a long time without seeing Darcy Harrington, she couldn't help but felt even more puzzled.
She took out her mobile phone and was about to make a call to Darcy Harrington when she heard a gentle female voice behind her that said, "Miss Wright."
Alena Wright looked back. A waitress at the racecourse was standing a few steps away and said, "Miss Wright, are you looking for Miss Harrington? Please follow me."
Alena Wright met her several times and knew that she was a staff member of the racecourse, so she didn't doubt why she was there, so she picked up her mobile phone and followed slowly.
When the two of them passed a corner, Alena Wright asked, "Where is Miss Harrington?"
The waiter smiled without answering, as if he made a pleasing gesture to her side, with a smile on her face, "Miss Wright, please, the person you are looking for is waiting for you in front."
Alena Wright was puzzled and looked in the direction she was pointing, but she was stunned.
The long corridor was full of flowers and petals that were invisible at a glance. Pink and white roses covered the entire aisle, like a paradise left on earth.
In the waitress's affirmative eyes, Alena Wright took a step forward blankly.
A cool breeze blew as the room was full of flowers.
Which were all real flowers!
Astonishment and excitement were intertwined in her heart, Alena Wright raised her eyes wide open.
Step by step, she walked onto the ground full of fresh flowers, and she suddenly had an illusion that perhaps the end of the road was leading to the legendary Alice's Wonderland.
Finally, it came to an end, and a beautiful red rose was inserted in a closed door.
She hesitantly stretched out her hand and pushed open the door in front of her.
With a squeak, countless dots of light lit up almost at the same time.
There was a neon light that flashed in the room, and the center also showed roses that were formed into a heart, and then melodious music slowly flowed out.
Waylon Gray came out from the depths of the room with a cake, and step by step went to Alena Wright, smiled, and stretched out his hand with the cake to her, and said, "Happy birthday."
Alena Wright was taken aback, only then did she remember that that day was her birthday.
But she just doesn't know how Waylon Gray knew her birthday.
A thought flashed through her mind. And so she thought if Waylon Gray deliberately prevented her from leaving that day to celebrate her birthday.
As she saw that everything had been carefully arranged in front of her, a touching feeling filled her heart, she couldn't help but smiled and bent her eyes, stretched out her hand, and held Waylon Gray's hand, "What's the matter with these flowers?"
From the moment she walked in their direction, there were all real fresh flowers everywhere.
Waylon Gray smiled, his eyes were clear, and he did not conceal the love he had for her in his heart, "May you be with me all the way, and accompany me till the end."
He did not say how difficult it was to gather those fresh flowers within a certain period of time, nor did he say that all of those were arranged by him.
As long as she liked it, that's enough.
"Waylon Gray," Alena Wright stared at him blankly, the love flowed through her eyes, which even she did not notice, and then she muttered, "Thank you."
She scratched the tip of his small nose adoringly, and Waylon Gray's angular face became unusually soft, "Fool, I only hope that the person who accompanies you on your birthdays to come is me."
Alena Wright couldn't help but reddened her eyes as she was so moved.
That simple combination of word by word contained a man's deep love. She really believed in Waylon Gray's feelings for her and realized that Waylon Gray wanted to have a future with her.
She couldn't help and took a step forward, clutched his sleeve tightly as if to hold him tightly for the rest of her life.
"If you don't speak, I will assume that you agree," Waylon Gray's mouth was slightly hooked, and he was extremely happy, he put the cake on the table, and kissed her.
That time, Alena Wright did not hide or resist. At that moment he got down, she stretched her hand around the man's neck and took the initiative to cater Waylon Gray's kisses.
Waylon Gray was the most direct person to her subtle senses. He squeezed her waist with his big hands and wanted to rub her into his body.
He just couldn't get enough.
Until the awkward cough came, Alena Wright barely broke free from the man's kisses, and when she looked up, she saw Yves Kelly and Darcy Harrington.
Her embarrassed face flushed and immediately pushed him away.
Waylon Gray licked his lips and didn't care about the situation before him.
He stretched out his hand to embrace Alena Wright's shoulder and raised his chin at Yves Kelly, "Did you see it all?"
His tone was provocative and proud.
"Yes," Yves Kelly nodded, the smile at the corner of his mouth seemed a little secretive, "Congratulations."
Congratulations, that word gave Alena Wright an illusion, as if it was not just her birthday, but also a kind of announcement of them being together.
So she thought that maybe that time they didn't have to hide anymore.