Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

“Do you think I would believe it?” Alena glared at him. Bill knew she wouldn’t make such a clumsy excuse.

Bill looked a little embarrassed, but still insisted on what he said. “Miss Wright, what I said is true. If you don’t believe it, you can call the driver to confirm.”

Alena looked at him like he was some ghost. Both Bill and the driver were Waylon’s people. Of course, they will speak for him!

“Alena, don’t get too vexed yet. Let’s sit down and talk about this first. The weather is so hot. Why don’t you go back to your room and rest?” Yves secretly blinked at her, indicating that he would not sit back and just watch her.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

She wouldn’t walk, but there was nothing to say. Alena stomped angrily, turned, and ran back to her room, slamming the door.

Until this moment, Waylon’s stiff body gradually relaxed. He glanced at Bill emotionlessly and nodded in satisfaction.

It seemed that Bill’s training was not in vain, and he was so clever at critical times.

“Okay, don’t stand here either. Go back to your room and we’ll talk later.” Yves stretched out his hand and pulled Waylon’s arm, but he was thrown away fiercely.

“I want to be alone for a while.” Waylon dropped these words and left without looking back.

He still clearly remembered that just a short while ago, Alena was plunged into Yves’s arms, and the two looked so intimate!

Yves withdrew his hand speechlessly and glanced at Bill who was also dumbfounded. Both of them felt helpless.

“That… Mr. Kelly, Mr. Gray is in a bad mood now, and I hope you don’t mind.” Bill forced his words, but couldn’t help but express his concern.

‘President, how can you be angry with Yves right now? If it hadn’t been for him interfering just now, I guess your wife would have run away long ago.’

After tossing all around, it was already noon and the sun was hanging high in the sky, and most people hid in the room to escape the heat.

So Yves took this opportunity to sneak into Darcy’s room.

Darcy, who heard the movement, immediately pretended to be in agony.

A touch of sarcasm flashed in Yves’s eyes, and he said faintly, “Don’t pretend. It’s me.”

As soon as she heard his voice, Darcy immediately closed her mouth, tidied up her dress, and sat up gracefully. “What are you doing here?”

“Of course, I have good news to tell you.” Yves hooked the corner of his mouth and deliberately lowered his voice. “Waylon and Alena have had a big quarrel. Alena was angry and planned to leave…”

“Really?!” Darcy immediately interrupted him excitedly, with a ray of excitement in her eyes. “Alena really left?”

Yves said, “She was going to leave, but I stopped her.”

“What?!” Darcy’s eyes widened, and her ultimate excitement was followed by ultimate anger. She stared at Yves fiercely, gritted her teeth, and said, “Why did you stop her? Did you forget our plan?”

“Of course, I haven’t forgotten.” Yves’s voice was still very calm and there does not seem to be much emotional change, but a vicious light jumped in the bottom of his eyes. “It’s just that I want to think about the long run more than you, and this time we must hit everything with one hit so that Alena and Waylon will never reconcile.”

Realizing that there was something hidden in his words, Darcy gradually calmed down. She sat down on the bed again, frowned, and said, “Then what do you mean? It was such a good opportunity, but you actually missed it!”

Darcy was still a little unwilling. If Alena really returned to City A in a fit of anger, then she could have lived with Waylon without having to worry about any other woman.

Moreover, Alena’s behavior will definitely make Waylon feel dissatisfied, and if she provoked her with words, Waylon and Alena will definitely be torn apart.

As if she could see her thoughts at a glance, Yves sneered disdainfully. “Do you think things will really be as simple as you think?”

He propped his hands on the table and looked down at Darcy on the bed as if a poisonous snake was staring at his prey. “Alena is only angry. After she is relieved, she will definitely come back to ask the truth about Waylon. The misunderstanding between them will be solved again. We might as well make good use of this opportunity to amplify their contradiction infinitely.”

His voice was low and gentle that even if he was saying such sulky words, it still doesn’t make people feel annoyed.

Darcy felt that she didn’t quite follow his words and asked, “Then what are your plans?”

Numerous proofs have made Darcy fully understand that only by following Yves’s arrangement can she get what she wanted as soon as possible.

“It’s very simple. Maybe they will be separated temporarily and reconciled. So, it’s better to take this opportunity and come up with an even bigger problem for them.”

Darcy didn’t understand it very clearly, but from Yves’s cold eyes she noticed that he was thinking about something extraordinary.

She nodded immediately and promised, “Well, no matter what you want to do, I will do my best to cooperate with you, and I have to make it clear that I want Waylon.”

“Don’t worry, I will let you get what you want.” With a low smile stretched across his mouth, Yves sorted out his clothes, and then returned to the appearance of the crowned beast.

“You can rest well and wait for news from me at any time.”

“Okay.” Darcy slowly retracted her gaze until the door was closed again.

She lowered her eyes and thought for a while, and the light in her eyes was getting brighter.

Yves said so confidently and seeing him look very confident, it was enough to show that they would be able to drive Alena away soon.

At that time, she will be able to get what she wanted, and victory was not far ahead.

After Yves left, he didn’t go back to his room. Instead, he found the manager of the hotel and told him some things. Finally, he came to Waylon.

“Waylon, open the door. I have something to tell you.”

In the room, there were several empty wine bottles scattered on the luxurious carpet. Waylon was holding a wine glass in his hand and drank what’s inside in one gulp. He hesitated when he heard Yves’s voice, and walked over and opened the door.

“Why did you drink so much wine?” Yves frowned as soon as he entered the room. “Even if you are in a bad mood, don’t drink boring wine alone. Drinking wine can easily hurt your body.”

“How can I take care of this?” Waylon gave a wry smile, lying on the sofa, one knee bent slightly, and his hand covered his eyes.

He can’t control himself. As long as he fell quiet, he would think of what happened.