Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

This night, Alena Wright has been insomnia until dawn.

As long as she closes her eyes, she can’t help but think of what happened that night, remembering Waylon Gray’s murmur after another in her ear.

He called her name “Alena Wright” was so affectionately.

Over and over again, as if loving her deeply.

But why? Why is everything different after waking up?

Waylon Gray, why is he doing this way?

The sky was getting brighter. When the engine sounded downstairs, Alena Wright, who had not yet fallen asleep, immediately heard the movement.

She quickly jumped off the bed, opened the bedroom door, and rushed out.

Waylon Gray happened to be on the second floor, and the eyes of the two met in the air.

Waylon Gray’s eyes were slightly cold, and he quickly turned his face away.

As long as the thought of Alena Wright handing over his drunk to Darcy Harrington, Waylon Gray felt as uncomfortable as a needle pierced. In the relationship with Darcy Harrington, he hadn’t figured out how to face Alena Wright at all.

“Why don’t you answer the phone? I’m worried about you, do you know?” Alena Wright took the initiative to step forward, reaching out to pull Waylon Gray’s sleeves, but he was evaded without a trace.

Waylon Gray turned sideways slightly. His voice indifferent and cold, “So you care about me? This is surprising.”

“Why are you talking like this? I’m really worried about you.” Alena Wright looked at him. Waylon Gray’s clothes were a little wrinkled, and it was the same set of yesterday. The whole person looked a little embarrassed and vigorous in peace.

“Did you encounter something? If there is something you can tell me, let’s face it and solve it together!”

After a day of speculation yesterday, Alena Wright couldn’t stand it for a long time. She wanted to know what was going on.

“Nothing to say.” Waylon Gray walked around her, raising his foot in the direction of the study.

Alena Wright didn’t give up and immediately chased up, “But I have something to tell you!”

She raised her voice slightly, and Darcy Harrington, who lived in the guest bedroom, also heard the movement.

Darcy Harrington didn’t open the door. She still quietly put her ear on the door panel and listened to everything secretly.

Alena Wright stepped forward and stood in front of Waylon Gray, resisting all the grievances and sadness, “I want to ask you about what happened last night.”

“Enough!” Before she finished speaking, Waylon Gray interrupted her coldly. The anger and guilt intertwined in a pair of deep black eyes.

Seeing the woman in front of him reddened her eyes because of his roar, Waylon Gray finally softened his tone. He rubbed his eyebrows, “I’m a little tired and don’t want to talk about it anymore. You don’t force me.”

However, these words seemed to have another meaning to Alena Wright. Waylon Gray took an evasive attitude towards everything that happened that night. She even took the initiative to discuss with him, and he felt that she was forcing him.

Backward hurriedly, Alena Wright pressed her lips tightly, a little unbelievable, “You think I am forcing you? Waylon Gray, don’t you want to…”

“Stop talking!” Waylon Gray turned back fiercely, staring at her coldly, “I don’t want to tell you this now, go back to your room!”

Abandoning this sentence, he walked into the study without looking back.

A few seconds later, the door of the room was slammed shut with a loud noise.

The whole villa seemed to tremble for a while. Alena Wright was a little unstable. She hurriedly held on to the railing, and tears can’t help but fall off.

She always felt that she did not regret it. Waylon Gray was so uncomfortable at the time, and he was the man she loved the most. It was a kind of fulfillment to give herself to him.

Alena Wright had even imagined that when Waylon Gray woke up, she might be very moved. In short, everything is going for the better.

But the reality slapped her fiercely. Waylon Gray’s attitude was so cold and chilling.

Darcy Harrington stood in her room for a while and finally couldn’t help but walked out. She quietly came to Alena Wright’s side and said to her, “Alena Wright, what’s the matter with you? Did you argue again?”

Alena Wright didn’t speak, but the tears flowed more fiercely.

Darcy Harrington immediately hurriedly wiped her tears and said with a distressed face, “Don’t cry first, let’s discuss what’s the matter. What can you do if you cry too much?”

The comfort from a friend finally made Alena Wright unbearable. She held Darcy Harrington’s hand tightly and asked in confusion and pain, “What the hell is this for? Why is he doing this to me?”

Of course, Darcy Harrington knew what it was because of, but she wouldn’t say it. She watched Alena Wright feel sad, and she felt the pleasure of revenge.

But now is not the time to tear her face. Darcy Harrington also followed with a sad expression, “Don’t do this. It makes you feel more stressed. Maybe he is just in a bad mood now. Just wait for a while.”

As Darcy Harrington said, she helped Alena Wright back to her room, “Look at you. You like you lost everything in your life.”

She was so excited when she heard the engine’s sound just now. Alena Wright didn’t pay attention at all. She felt a bit chilly on the soles of her feet when she reminded her.

But watching the scene where she was barefoot, Alena Wright was even sadder.

She has been entangled with Waylon Gray for so long, but he didn’t even say a word of reminder. If Darcy Harrington hadn’t told her, she wouldn’t know how long she would have to step on the floor barefoot.

“Drink some water first, then tidy up. I’ll accompany you out to stroll around?” Darcy Harrington walked to the table and poured a glass of warm water for Alena Wright in person. What she said was very caring.

But where no one can see, the eyes are as fierce as a poisonous snake spitting out letters, staring at her prey.

Alena Wright took it unconsciously. Still a little lost in her water glass.

Upon seeing this, Darcy Harrington persuaded, “Sometimes men are like this. If you push too hard, it will be counterproductive. It’s better to let him think about it.”

“Is that so?” Alena Wright was a little confused.

She doesn’t have much love experience. She has always liked Waylon Gray since a long time ago. Finally, the two of them got together. She thought it was an excellent time to see him, but she didn’t know why all kinds of things happened. It is full of contradictions and accidents.

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Darcy Harrington didn’t know what she was thinking, but she already had her plan, and step by step led Alena Wright into her goal, “At least I think this is the case. A woman must first learn to love herself before a man loves her more. Waylon Gray treats you this way now, and you don’t have to rush to please him. It’s better to do what you want to do. Treat yourself with a pedicure and manicure. Make yourself more beautiful. Are you still afraid that no man will love you?”