Chapter 290
Waylon isn't mad at all but he chose to feign anger to let her know that he's deadly serious. With Alena's flattering expression, he was relieved that she's listening and somewhat helplessly squeezed her face. "You hurt me big time yesterday. I was scared, even if you are drunk and unconscious, you kept on cursing at me."
Speaking of this, Waylon snorted softly. "I have never found out that you have so much dissatisfaction with our relationship. I'm sad but still thankful that I know it now."
"Is there?" Alena accompanied her smiling face in embarrassment, making up her mind to play stupid to the end.
She had already remembered everything just now, but she was ashamed of her behavior of going crazy yesterday, so she kept silent.
Waylon didn't intend to let her go so easily and the strength in his hand increased a bit. "You always tell me, is there any more you need to say?"
Alena dared to say no and immediately shook her head honestly. "No, no! Absolutely not!"
Fearing that Waylon wouldn't believe it, Alena raised her two fingers as if swearing to the sky. "The world can learn from the world. Our President Gray is simply a twenty-four-filial piety husband, how can I be dissatisfied with you?"
Knowing that the credibility of this statement is low, Waylon was still pleased by her, and the corner of his mouth was slightly hooked. "It's fine if you don't."
Seeing that he didn't seem to intend to pursue this issue, Alena quietly breathed a sigh of relief. However, he was held tightly in her arms by the man in the next second.
Alena blinked suspiciously and was about to ask, she listened to Waylon's low voice in her ears. "Alena, I wasn't good before and many times I ignored your feelings. I'm sorry I also took you for granted and I brought you a lot of harm."
Waylon hugged her tightly, with his chin resting on her forehead, and gently rubbed: "I don't know how to fall in love, and I don't know how to express kindness to someone. Weiwei, but please believe me. You are always in my heart."
When he said the last sentence, Waylon took Alena's hand and pressed it to his chest, his eyes were gentle and petting, and the smile on his lips was extremely elegant. This sudden confession made Alena blush. She knew that the reason why Waylon said these words without warning was because of her behavior last night. Unexpectedly, Waylon could only listen to her in her heart and even proactively said so much to her.
Alena couldn't help but smile, there was warmth flowing in her chest, she quietly buried a bit deeper into the man's arms. "Waylon, I like you."
Her voice was very soft, with the shyness and joy of a young girl. However, Waylon could hear clearly. His eyes brightened for an instant, but he said bitterly. "Huh? What did you just say?"
Alena was already embarrassed to say any more and quickly shook her head to deny. "I didn't say anything, you heard it wrong."
Blushing like a tomato, Alena couldn't help covering her face with her hand. She couldn't tell why, but she suddenly wanted to say that to him.
Waylon heard just now, so how he could allow Alena to open his eyes and deny nonsense. He squeezed her waist gently and said in a wicked way. "Don't you tell me?"
Alena was afraid of itching and was very afraid of it. After being scratched twice in this way, Alena immediately asked for mercy. "I said that don't do it..."
She couldn't help laughing, Waylon also smiled lightly in her sight, the morning sun shone through the gap in the window, and the room was warm.
After two laughs were enough, Waylon bowed his head and kissed her on the forehead: "Say it again, okay?"
Alena knew that she had heard it but wanted to hear it again. The smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't help but deepen, and a pair of her eyes flashed with affection and excitement. "Then, close your eyes first."
Waylon closed his eyes in cooperation, but in the next second, he only felt a touch of warmth on his lips. Alena raised her head and kissed him as her eyes seemed to be covered with fine galaxies. He opened his eyes and saw such a beautiful scene. After the initial surprise, there was that kind of intense joy.
He immediately turned his passiveness into an active one, clasping the back of the woman's head with one hand, deepening this fascinating kiss.
The lingering relatives seemed to be able to snatch each other's oxygen, Alena would not be able to breathe and breathed in big mouths. "Waylon..."
Knowing that this was the limit he could bear, Waylon didn't continue. He let go of her obediently, kissed her on the cheek, and whispered in her ear. "Me too."
What's the same? The same joy.
Alena still has a job today and can't stay for long. After the two lingered for a while, they reluctantly separated and separated.
Alena went to the company and Waylon also went to the Emperor Group after cleaning up.
From beginning to end, she never asked where Darcy went so she can't help but wonder where did her friend go? She didn't go anywhere, she found a seaside to sit quietly by herself.
After coming out of the bar, Darcy's first thought was to go to Yves. She wanted to tell him the matter, let him help solve her problem about the man but chose not to.
But as soon Darcy calmed down again, she knew that she couldn't do this. This matter can only be known by heaven and by her, and no person must be allowed to know about what happened to her. There is no absolute secret in this world. Once it is spread out, it will immediately become an obstacle to her plans. and there is a more important point. Although Yves is now on the side of her, it's just that Darcy has never seen this person before, let alone Dare to let her know about yourself.
After thinking about it, Darcy decided to stay on hold for the time being.
The man has collected her money, and if nothing happens, he would leave the city so no one knows what happened last night.
As for the fact that she slept with him, she didn't need to worry so much. Anyway, she was in the resort before. She had already forged the fact that she had a relationship with Waylon. Even if he found out that it was not the first time one day, she also had reasons to prevaricate.
Perhaps it is because the weather is too hot and the sea breeze blows on people feel it's hot. Coupled with the seemingly salty smell, it can inexplicably make people feel irritable.
Darcy cursed irritably and the depression that had been pressing in her heart made her almost unable to breathe. She squeezed her fist tightly. Since the force was too strong, the blue veins on her arm bulged, looking terrifying.
"Alena, it's all because of you! It's all because of you!" Darcy gritted her teeth and the bitter emotion in her heart engulfed her whole. If it weren't for her sudden departure, how could things become like this?