Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

Waylon Gray’s face has turned dark, what does this woman mean by drinking? Isn’t his first lover himself?

Although knowing that this possibility is remote, Waylon Gray is still angry because of Alena Wright’s behavior.

In a weird silence, Waylon Gray said coldly, “What are you doing in a daze? Why don’t you continue?”

Alena Wright also has a temper, she still feels wrong.

The game continued, and after a few more rounds, everyone drank a little too much.

Alena Wright’s cheeks were a little hot and red. She couldn’t help holding her face with her hands, and everything in front of her became a little hazy.

“Come on, go on, whose turn is it?”

“It seems… It seems to be Yves Kelly, right?” Darcy Harrington smirked, she drank a little too, her drunkenness surged and her thoughts were as sharp as usual.

Yves Kelly smiled quietly, still sitting calmly and upright, but his neck was also red.

“Okay, then I’m here, you have to be careful.” He turned the bottle while talking and finally stopped in front of Waylon Gray after the bottle’s mouth rolled a few times. He smiled, “Hey, it’s Waylon.”

When Alena Wright turned her head, she went to see the man next to her. Maybe it was alcohol at work, but she didn’t see it very real.

He shook his head and opened his eyes hard.

Alena Wright stammered, “You… You have to be careful…”

Waylon Gray snorted softly. He also drank a lot of wine, and his normally angular face looked a little soft at this moment.

“Ahem, then I’m going to ask a hot question.” Yves Kelly got up from the chair, walked a few steps in place, stumbled, and almost fell.

But if you look closely, you can find that his eyes are clear and clear, and there is not the slightest turbidity.

“Well, what should I ask?” He muttered to himself, a sneer slowly conjured up at the corner of his mouth, and excitedly said with a clap of his hands, “Yes, then I will ask Waylon, your first time. Was it given to Alena Wright?”

As soon as this question was uttered, there was a few seconds of silence in the air.

Alena Wright blinked and suddenly felt a little awake.

Darcy Harrington also put down the wine bottle in her hand, and looked straight at Waylon Gray, with shyness and excitement in her eyes.

She deliberately, deliberately showed this expression at this time, just to plant the seeds of contradiction for them.

One day, this seed will take root and sprout, and then become a thorn, piercing fiercely in their hearts.

According to the statement before taking care of Waylon Gray, he had been with the person who saved him five years ago, and that time was indeed Waylon Gray’s first time.

Under everyone’s gaze, Waylon Gray’s expression became a little complicated. He first glanced at Darcy Harrington and then at Alena Wright.

In the end, he didn’t say anything, and reached out and raised the glass.

Yves Kelly immediately stopped his action, “Ai, ai, ai, we have already said that we can’t drink for two consecutive rounds, but you chose to drink in the last round.”

“Really?” Waylon Gray’s movements froze, and he looked at Yves Kelly with some uncertainty.

“Of course it is. Did I remember it for you?” Yves Kelly deliberately hiccuped and smirked, “Just say it, everyone knows it in their hearts anyway.”

Alena Wright also looked at Waylon Gray, but for some reason, at the moment she saw his eyes flickering, she unconsciously squeezed the cup in her hand.

It should be Waylon Gray’s first time five years ago, right?

She remembers that at that time, Waylon Gray was very strange and hurt her, but she was happy when she gave her love to the man she liked for the first time.

However, after Waylon Gray was silent for a few seconds, he lowered his voice and said, “No.”

When the voice fell, everyone’s face changed.

Yves Kelly smiled awkwardly, trying to fool this matter through, “Haha, I think we all drank too much, the memory is a bit confused, let’s come here today, everyone will go back to rest.”

Darcy Harrington also stood up, “Yes, I drank too much, and now my head is a little dizzy.”

Alena Wright didn’t move. She looked straight at Waylon Gray, the dimness in her eyes became a little sharper, and she asked word by word, “What did you just say?”

Meeting her gaze, Waylon Gray was a little guilty, opened his mouth to explain but didn’t know how to speak.

What happened five years ago has always been his heart knot, and for many years he decided to find the girl at the beginning, be responsible for her, and marry her as his wife.

But even he himself did not expect that one day he would fall in love with Alena Gray, and that girl would still be her best friend.

These are already established facts, and Waylon Gray has no way to deny it.

Facing Alena Wright’s questioning, although he didn’t want to admit it, he couldn’t lie, “Just what you heard, I…”

Before he could finish speaking, Alena Wright immediately stood up from her chair, “Enough, don’t talk about it.”

The tip of her nose was a bit sore, Alena Wright quickly ran towards the elevator.

“Alena!” Waylon Gray raised her foot to chase, but was held by Yves Kelly, “Don’t go there now, let her be alone for a while.”

Yves Kelly spoke with a regretful look, “Sorry, I don’t know… I thought you…”

“Okay, don’t say it.” At this time, Waylon Gray still had the mind to listen to his explanation.

Knowing it would become like this, he would never play such an inexplicable game.Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Darcy Harrington also came over and said to Waylon Gray, “Don’t worry, let me comfort Alena. Everyone is an adult, so I won’t be unable to accept it.”

“It can only be this way.” Waylon Gray rubbed his eyebrows irritably, and Waylon Gray suddenly regretted it. Why should he tell the truth? I’m really full.

In the room, Alena Wright rushed directly to the bathroom.

She turned on the faucet, took a handful of cold water, and poured it on her face.

When the cold water touched the skin, Alena Wright became sober.

She looked up at herself in the mirror, still not recovering from the shock of those words.

She thought that the night five years ago was their first time for each other, but she didn’t expect that Waylon Gray would actually…

Thinking of this, her heart was sour and astringent, very uncomfortable.

Alena Wright couldn’t help covering her face with her hand, just at this moment…

“Alena, are you okay?” Darcy Harrington’s voice suddenly came from outside the door.

Darcy Harrington stood outside the bathroom door, pretending to be concerned.

The door in the suite was not locked, so she came in by herself.

Hearing her voice, Alena Wright quickly covered her face, not wanting Darcy Harrington to see her gaffe.

After a while, she calmed down a little, “I’m fine.”

Although it was only three short words, there was a depression in her voice.