Chapter 236
Waylon took a bath here. Does it mean that he will stay here tonight?
Just when Alena was thinking about it, the door of the bathroom was slowly pushed open, and Waylon walked out slowly.
Alena could even feel the heat getting closer and closer, and it didn't take a while that the space next to her sank, and the man still carried the fragrance of shower gel, which smelled good and confusing.
She was not a woman who was good at disguising, so in a moment, Waylon noticed the clue.
Putting a big hand on her unbearable waist and squeezing it lightly, Alena beside him couldn't help but yell. "Ah! That's ticklish."
Alena squirmed, trying to avoid Waylon's movements.
But on the bed, between a lone pair of man and woman, keeping still was the safest course of action. Once someone moved, it was undoubtedly equivalent to a spark of prairie fire that would instantly ignite the atmosphere.
Waylon put his hands on her side and leaned over to look at the woman beneath him.
As early as when Amanda was spoken of, Waylon felt disgusted when she heard this name, but when Alena actually appeared in front of him, Waylon later realized that he could not resist the attractiveness of this woman.
Even if she doesn't do anything, Waylon felt his heartbeat quicken its pace.
The atmosphere became more and more ambiguous, and the distance between them kept getting closer. As long as Waylon lowered his head, he'd be able to taste her softness and tenderness. Alena's crimson lips exuded a soft luster, full of fatal attraction...
However, in the next second, Waylon finally fell by the side.
He didn't touch her, not because of anything else, but because of the wrong timing.
Although they had decided to go out for a trip, the contradictions between them still existed, and the differences that stood between them never disappeared.
Alena was stunned for a while before reacting, and her heart beating wildly became gradually calm.
But there was an inexplicable emotion from the bottom of her heart, and she doesn't know if it was because of loss or feeling of fortunate.
"Alena, I have something I want to tell you." Waylon's voice suddenly came from beside, deep and full of magnetism, and very sexy.
Alena turned her head to look at him, hummed slightly, and said, "What's the matter? Tell me."
"I want Darcy to go with us. At that time, Yves will also be there, so the four of us will go together." Waylon said casually and did not say what Yves revealed. After all, it was yet to happen, so if it fails, one less person knew would mean one less embarrassment.
Being able to let Darcy find her own happiness was his most urgent desire.
Only when Darcy found her happiness, can he truly let go of his guilt when he broke the promise he made five years ago.
Alena was really taken aback this time. She didn't expect Waylon to suddenly change his mind.
She opened her mouth to ask why, but couldn't speak when she did.
After a few seconds of silence, she only faintly responded, and then gently closed her eyes. "Go to sleep. It's getting late."
"Okay."
Lying on the bed, the two of them just ended their conversation. No one spoke again, and the room was silent.
However, Alena still couldn't sleep even if she closed her eyes. Waylon's words kept echoing over her mind.
There were countless questions in her heart, but she couldn't say a word.
Why did Waylon take Darcy? Wasn't it a good-for-two-person trip? Why has it become this situation again?
On the other side of the bed, Waylon also couldn't sleep.
He thought of what Yves said on the phone, and suddenly he was a little confused.
When was Yves interested in Darcy? Why didn't he see it before?
The two have known each other for so many years, and Waylon was very clear about Yves's personality. He was not the kind of person who has lived in secrecy.
But this time, Yves unexpectedly expressed that he was interested in Darcy, which made him surprised and a little bit happy at the same time.
The reason he was surprised was that he felt that this incident was too sudden, and he was happy because he hoped Darcy can have a good life.
Yves was more than enough to match Darcy in appearance or background. If Darcy can be with him, there will be no pressure on money.
The night was getting deeper and deeper, and the two of them had their own thoughts until they eventually fell asleep.
The next day, Alena woke up very early, perhaps because of something in her heart, she slept unsteadily.
Waylon was standing on the side of the bed closing his suit's buttons, and when he heard the movement, he turned his head and looked at Alena calmly. "Why don't you sleep longer?"
"Can't sleep anymore." Alena got up and sat with her hands on her knees, and she just kept looking at him with her face in her hands.
Waylon raised his eyebrows. "What's the matter?"
"Nothing..." Alena subconsciously wanted to deny, but she wanted to say something, and her lips opened and closed several times.
Seeing her wanting to talk but wouldn't, Waylon whispered, "Just tell me if you have anything to say. I don't like it when you hide it from me."
With his words, Alena was about to speak out the doubts in her heart, but for some reason, the scene of Waylon holding Darcy suddenly flashed in her mind. Even though Darcy twisted her ankles at the time, she could help but feel otherwise. Didn't he come to just help her?
Alena had to admit that she was actually not as generous as she thought, at least she didn't want her man to walk too close to other women, even if that woman was her good girlfriend.
After hesitating for a moment, Alena finally spoke. "Are we still going to travel?"
"Why do you ask?" Waylon said while wearing a tie. "Didn't you say that yesterday? Don't you want to go now?"
In the end, Waylon's voice also brought a hint of indifference. The two talked about it only yesterday. If she repented it today, then he can only think that Alena was just playing with him.
"I don't want to go. Well, you seem to be busy today, so will it delay your work?" She was not sure at all and did not express her concerns. Perhaps she did not dare to face the possibility or didn't want to embarrass herself.
Hearing her say this, Waylon laughed, and he hooked his mouth. "It's okay. I will arrange everything."
While talking, he had finished everything and took his suit jacket on the side. "Okay, wait for me at home, and I will come back to pick you up later."
"Okay..." At this time, Alena didn't know what else she could say except a promise.
Waylon went off, and she was the only one left in the bedroom.