Chapter 224
Alena Wright did not know what happened, but Waylon Gray's patience was obviously exhausted.
He avoided her indifferently and when he walked forward, his arm had hit Alena Wright's body.
Alena Wright was knocked back and took two steps backwards. Her whole body was a little lost.
No matter how dull she was, she realized that Waylon Gray's attitude had changed drastically this time.
Alena Wright turned around abruptly and stared at Waylon Gray's back with complicated eyes. He held Darcy Harrington and went up to the second floor without looking back.
Waylon Gray and Darcy Harrington, one was her closest lover and the other was her most trusted friend. When did the two of them become so close?
Alena Wright did not want to think about the most unbearable place, but the facts had to make her suspicious. Almost unconsciously, she quickly followed.
She must figure out all this. At least she must understand when Darcy Harrington and why her relationship with Waylon Gray became so good?
Not long ago, she was still racking her brains to get Waylon Gray to agree to Darcy Harrington's daughter to live in the villa, but not long after, Waylon Gray actually held Darcy Harrington in front of her.
The change in him was too great. Something must have happened to him that she did not know.
There was a faint uneasiness deep in her heart. When she stumbled to the second floor, she realized that Waylon Gray was holding Darcy Harrington back to her previous guest room.
Alena Wright stood at the door and watched Waylon Gray yelling at the phone. "Why hasn't the doctor come? What are you doing?"
His brows were twisted tightly together and his angular jaw was tight. He was obviously looking very worried.
Alena Wright just looked at him quietly and suddenly felt that her existence seemed unnecessary.
Waylon Gray impatiently gave an ultimatum to whoever he's talking to on the phone. "I don't care what you are doing! I need the doctor within half an hour. Or I will send you out to Africa."
After speaking indifferently, he threw the phone aside and sat down beside Darcy Harrington. On his pair of dark eyes, he was clearly worried. "How is it? Does it hurt?" he asked
Darcy Harrington was lying on the soft bed. Her face was slightly pale and her whole aura looked sickly and tenderly beautiful.
She nodded. "My feet hurt," she said.
While speaking, Darcy Harrington's beautiful eyes have been stained with a layer of mist, which adds a bit of beauty to her.
Waylon Gray's brows became even tighter. Darcy Harrington had been taking care of him for this period of time. He had been determined in his heart to repay her well. As a result, before he had time to act, Darcy Harrington suffered in front of her. She was hurt.
No matter what angle it came from, he was very worried. He comforted her. "It is okay, the doctor will be here soon. Don't be afraid."
Perhaps even Waylon Gray himself hadn't noticed his tone of voice was so gentle.
Alena Wright was standing by the door, holding the door frame with one hand. Her fingers were tightening slightly.
Was she wrong? Why did Waylon Gray show such a gentle and affectionate attitude toward Darcy Harrington?
Darcy Harrington was lying on the bed. From her perspective, she could just see Alena Wright standing by the door and she could even see every lonely expression on her face.
While faintly proud, she was also a little worried.
Her feet were not flawed at all. The reason why she pretended to be so painful a while ago was just to get Waylon Gray's sympathy, but once the doctor came, she believed her lies would be self-defeating.
Thinking of this, Darcy Harrington could not help but say, "Waylon, I am not particularly serious. If it is inconvenient, then forget it. After I have a rest, I will go to the hospital by myself."
"What are you talking about?" Waylon Gray looked at her disapprovingly. "Since you are injured, just take a good rest. Even if you tie me, you will have to also tie my people over."
The man's extremely overbearing words revealed a strong desire for protection invisibly. Darcy Harrington felt as though she was eating candy as sweet as honey.
Contrary to her mood, Alena Wright, who was standing at the door, became paler after seeing their interaction. The hand holding the door frame became tighter and the fingertips glowed blue.
She reluctantly calmed herself down. All forms were unknown. Maybe things were not what she imagined.
Alena Wright did not want to let herself continue to think about it. After barely stabilizing her mind, she walked in.
She stood still in front of Darcy Harrington, trying to make herself look very calm. "Darcy, you can rest at ease and the doctor will be here soon."
Darcy Harrington became less patient with her and she did not bother to be thorough and perfunctory as before. She nodded casually, pretending to be weak and resting with closed eyes.
In fact, after Darcy Harrington closed her eyes, she could not help thinking about countermeasures quickly in her heart.
Once the doctor came and dismantles her, she was afraid that all previous efforts would be in vain.
And at this moment, Alena Wright's gaze could not help but fell to Waylon Gray. She saw that he was still looking at Darcy Harrington. She felt bitter in her heart.
She took a deep breath and barely pulled out a smile. "Waylon, have you eaten yet? I'll make food for you if you want to eat."
"No need," Waylon Gray faintly refused. He did not even give her the corner of his eyes. "Of course, these things will be done by servants. You don't need to worry about them."
A long time ago, Waylon Gray also said something similar. She did not have to worry about the housework at home and left everything to her servants.
At that time, Waylon Gray's tone of voice was gentle and petting, which was in sharp contrast with the current indifference and alienation.
Alena Wright clenched her lips involuntarily and a layer of tears appeared under her eyes. She was still strong and she was not too gaffed up because of his repeated impatience. She just nodded. "Then... I'll go and pour you a glass of water."
But who knows, she heard Waylon Gray's roar just before she landed: "Can you stop bothering me a bit? Darcy Harrington is very uncomfortable now. Don't disturb her rest here."
Alena Wright looked at him incredulously as if her heart was breaking inside her.
The people in front of her were impatient and the corners of their eyes and eyebrows revealed their dislike for her.
Alena Wright's eyes turned red and she quickly lowered her head. She was unwilling to let people see her embarrassment.
She obviously did not do anything wrong. She just wanted to care about him, but why...
Why was Waylon Gray doing this to her? What was she doing wrong?
She could not control her tears to not fall. Alena Wright quickly turned and left.