Chapter 96 Waylon Gray was Angry
The triumphant Alena Wright was just about to be proud. She flicked her ponytail and smiled, "Well, I am optimistic about you."
Even if she hadn't seen Yves Kelly's skills in person, since he dared to challenge Waylon Gray, his skills were certainly not bad.
Sure enough, Yves Kelly's momentum was different when he came on the court.
Alena Wright couldn't help but exclaimed "Pretty!"
Yves Kelly stopped and walked back, smiled, and said to her, "Fortunately, I didn't disappoint you."
As she knew that he was modest, Alena Wright didn't say anything, and turned to Waylon Gray and said, "Mr. Gray, it's your turn."
Waylon Gray, whose face had been cold since then, moved, and his expression changed for a moment.
He stared at the woman's expression on her face as she gave a cold snort from her nose.
The man's aura was too strong, and his face was not very good-looking, and the situation on the court was not promising. Darcy Harrington, who had been silent, felt a lot of pressure.
Since it was a competition, there must be a winner or loser. She thought that with Waylon Gray's character, he would definitely not be willing to be a loser.
Waylon Gray had already got up so Darcy Harrington hurriedly followed with his cue. As they passed by Yves Kelly, he deliberately slowed down, and said, "You played very well, but I may not lose."
There was a sense of absolute confidence in his deep voice, which had been cultivated over the years.
The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the ubiquitous refreshing coolness seemed to evaporate at that moment.
Darcy Harrington's forehead was sweaty, because she was nervous and because she didn't want to disappoint him.
She also could play golf, and she played well, at least until that day that she felt that she was no worse than Alena Wright.
But at that moment, Darcy Harrington's unprecedented loss of confidence was enveloped tightly, which made her every step difficult.
That tension reached its climax with Waylon Gray's appearance.
As he stood on the green grass, Waylon Gray had already taken a pose, that silver cue seemed to become a jurisdiction in his hand, which could mobilize thousands of horses while waving.
Under everyone's gaze, he hit the ball and the white ball fell into the black hole wrapped in the fierce wind.
As he hooked up the corner of his mouth, Waylon Gray turned to see Alena Wright's reaction.
As their eyes met in the air, Alena Wright remembered that they were now rivals, and quickly concealed the admiration from the bottom of her eyes and looked away arrogantly.
Waylon Gray didn't get angry but laughed instead. He was really a grinning little fairy.
But that's what he liked.
Some people were born with their own aura, such as Waylon Gray.
And a simple and ordinary movement for him of his hands showed a kind of natural elegance.
Three goals went into the hole and none failed.
Darcy Harrington slowly returned to her senses until Waylon Gray turned around and threw the stick aside.
Waylon Gray and Yves Kelly were evenly matched, so the key to victory or defeat was up to her.
Alena Wright scored two goals among three goals. If she could score all three goals, then Waylon Gray would naturally be the winner.
She must work hard and give him a surprise.
She took a deep breath secretly, Darcy Harrington's hand on the stick became harder.
"Darcy Harrington, come on!" Alena Wright's encouragement came from behind.
Although she really wanted to give Waylon Gray a defeat and tell him not to be so rampant, for Darcy Harrington, she was not stingy to cheer, after all, she was her best friend.
With a slight smile, Darcy Harrington retracted her gaze, her gaze again fell on the small flag in the distance, and she looked focused and serious.
She swung the club and hit the ball, then the ball fell straight into the hole!
Darcy Harrington looked back excitedly to Waylon Gray's expression but found that his gaze was not on her at all, she followed his line of sight and saw Alena Wright give her a thumbs up.
She pursed her lips, barely squeezed out a smile, but her smile looked bitter.
And knew that she was not disappointed, but Darcy Harrington still couldn't suppress the loss in her heart, and the unknown emotion lingered in her heart.
So after that when she swung again, she missed her focus, and almost by the moment she took the shot, she felt something was wrong. When she wanted to recover, it was too late, so she could only watch the white ball deviate from the track and then fall into the bushes on the side.
An empty ball meant nothing more than an absolute victory, at most a tie.
And to make matters worse, if that last ball also fails, then that means they would lose.
Cold sweat slipped from her cheeks, Darcy Harrington stared at the flag in the distance.
It's just that most people were more likely to make mistakes when they were nervous, and so was Darcy Harrington.
When the last ball missed, she had only one thought in her mind, it's over.
At the same time, Alena Wright happily went to see Yves Kelly, her excitement could not be suppressed.
She asked, "Did we just win?"
"Well, we won," he replied.
"Great!" Alena Wright stepped forward excitedly and happily hugged her partner.
The feeling of defeating the Great Demon King was so good that she didn't even notice someone's gaze when she shot over.
Waylon Gray clenched his fists, and underneath his calm and steady black eyes was a tumbling dark tide.
He thought that she had such courage and dared to hug other men in front of him.
When Darcy Harrington came over, she felt the coldness of the man all over and thought that he was not happy that he had lost the game, and her original nervousness became even tenser.
She gathered her courage and said, "Mr. Gray, it's all my fault. I'm willing to accept any punishment."
After she waited for a long time, Waylon Gray did not answer, Darcy Harrington quietly raised her head but only saw the back of Waylon Gray strode away.
Waylon Gray was angry!
It was already midnight when Alena Wright realized that as she was lying in bed tossing and turning and felt that something was wrong.
After she thought about it for a long time, she suddenly realized that Waylon Gray didn't come to harass her again, and even looked silent during dinner.
But she doesn't seem to understand why he was so angry.
Waylon Gray was overbearing and conceited, but he was not a person who couldn't afford to lose, so he wouldn't just be angry because he lost in a golf game.
So she couldn't think of any reason, so she simply stopped thinking about it.
And thought that she could just ask him the next day.
Alena Wright turned over and raised the quilt a bit and was ready to go to bed.
Darcy Harrington's voice came over at that moment, "Alena Wright, are you still not asleep?"
"Did I wake you up? I'm sorry," Alena Wright apologized and looked at Darcy Harrington on the other big bed.
There were many guest rooms there, but Darcy Harrington offered to sleep with her. Anyway, there were two beds, so she agreed.
"No, I couldn't fall asleep," Darcy Harrington lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed. Her facial features looked a little hazy in the moonlight, which made her face look unclear.