Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

“What? You don’t want to?” Waylon squeezed her waist with a smile, acting as intimate as before.

“No, no, I’m willing!” Quickly recovering her dazed thoughts, she felt that the man holding her didn’t have the indifference before and was relieved.

She struggled a bit as she tried to free herself, raised a pair of her shining eyes, and looked at him. “Let me go down, I’ll feed you.”

Waylon remained unmoved but said with a smile. “Don’t go, it’s sweeter to eat like this.”

These words were too ambiguous and her face flushed at once. Looking at her innocent little face flushed with embarrassment, her resemblance to a rabbit with a shy and timid appearance is uncanny.

‘I want to squeeze this woman!’ Waylon’s throat rolled and he deliberately moved a few minutes closer to her ear, gently blowing out. “Alena, won’t you feed me? Do you want me to see and eat by myself?”

The temperature in the room seemed to have risen suddenly because of Waylon’s words. Alena blushed as if she was about to bleed and her eyes gaze around, didn’t dare to look at him.

‘Heaven, deliver us from evil. It’s not because I deliberately misinterpreted his meaning. No matter how much I listen to it, I feel that it has an innuendo.’ She sighed cautiously, feeling that she must do something to divert his attention.

“Then, let me feed you.” Picking up the bowl, Alena gently scooped a small amount of mousse with a spoon. She turned sideways, and moved it closer to his lips, smiling a bit to encourage him to eat.

Waylon smiled, opened his mouth, as the big hand on her waist became restless.

She was only wearing a silk dress. In her robe that barely covers her thigh, the feeling of sliding his big hands was too obvious. Coupled with the hot temperature in the palm of his hands that seemed to have magical power, it made her willing to sink and degenerate in pleasure.

The smile on Waylon’s face grew stronger and his fingers even more became brazen.

“Waylon…” Alena was taken aback when she sensed that the man didn’t mean to stop. She hurriedly tried to wiggle out from him and the porcelain bowl she held in her hand spilled on the table.

With a click, the whole paper on his desk was wet.

“Oops!” Alena exclaimed, bending over to clean up.

The documents on Waylon’s desk contain important business secrets and she felt that it must be terrible if they were ruined by her. It was too late when Waylon stretched out his hand to stop her and the pile of documents was pushed away by her became exposed. Suddenly, the photos hidden below were revealed to sight without warning.

Alena wiped the file for a while. When her eyes fell on the white photo, she gave a suspicious soft voice that made him surprised. “Hey, this ring is familiar.”

Seeing Alena’s reaction, Waylon grabbed her wrist and asked eagerly. “You know?”

‘Had Alena seen this ring?’ The anticipation that was crushed in his heart revived and even he didn’t realize how eager his tone was.

Alena noticed his unusualness but didn’t think much about it. She only viewed his reaction that this ring must be important to him.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

She didn’t dare to say too certain, so she could only say vaguely. “Well, I have seen a ring that looks very similar to this one before, but I’m not sure if it is yours.”

Holding her wrist unconsciously, Waylon’s knuckles turned white. “Where have you seen it? Where is the ring?”

“I…” His strength was a little too heavy and Alena felt a pain in her arm, but when she saw Waylon looked anxious she barely endured the discomfort. “Don’t worry, I have seen this ring in Darcy. ”

Waylon was a little surprised, and his voice was low and dull. “You mean, you have seen it on Darcy? Darcy Harrington?”

Baffled with his reaction, Alena truthfully answered. “Yes, I saw it in her bedroom when I was looking for medicine before.”

The expression on Waylon’s face is a bit complicated. ‘What? The ring is inside Darcy’s room?’

“Waylon? What’s the matter with you?” Alena shook his hand gently, noticing that the man beside him was distracted.

“I’m okay.” Faintly pulling his hand back, he sat up straight as his brows were twisted into a knot.

“You…” Seeing his indifferent face, Alena pursed her lips subconsciously. ‘Isn’t it good just now? What’s wrong with him again?’

“Waylon, what’s wrong?” He became so moody and she couldn’t understand him anymore. Alena knew in herself that she could barely keep track of his changes. Now that he won’t answer, the thoughts and questions in her heart are beating her up.

She felt uncomfortable, but she didn’t dare to say anything. Standing up silently, she then turned around to leave. Waylon’s arms were empty and the fragrance and warmth that always engulfed disappeared. Only then did he realized that his attitude is wrong.

His tight jaw loosened slightly, holding her hand to prevent her from leaving. Swallowing the immense feeling to stop her, his voice turned cold. “I still have a lot of documents that I haven’t finished reading. You go to rest first and don’t wait for me.”

Alena didn’t speak and a layer of mist floated in her glimmering eyes. She has never been a person who can put down her pride and coax a man, let alone in this time of restlessness.

Waylon only stared at her without saying a word.

The two of them became lost in their thoughts. They didn’t have any words and actions, but the atmosphere in the study room suddenly became a bit tense.

Looking at each other silently for a few seconds, she was the first to break the silence.

Alena lowered her gaze and her voice faint became audible. “I see.”

She cleaned up the water stains on the table, picked up the empty porcelain bowl, and turned around to leave.

At the moment when the door is about to be closed, Waylon, who remained immobile spoke slowly. “You ate nothing today. I will ask Miss Thompson to make you some of your favorite food. After this and when I finish my official duties, I will come to you.”

As if a ray of light suddenly entered her gloomy heart, making Alena raised her head and looked at him. With a gentle smile on her lips, she nodded. “Okay, since you are busy I’ll leave you be. Just beep or call me whenever you need something.”

“Yeah.” Waylon agreed.

They closed, completely isolating the sight of the two people.

Waylon retracted his gaze, bent his slender index finger, and tapped lightly on the tabletop that made a rhythmic sound. After a while, he stood up and walked slowly to the huge French window. Taking out a cigarette, he then lights it. As the cyan smoke made everything in front of him a little hazy, his consciousness becomes clearer and the past that has been pressed in his heart for a long time has also become lucid.

The scarlet blood, the sweet and immature voice like an angel, and the ring placed outside the door flashed through his mind. Scene by scene, he recalled the despair and helplessness of the past that pained him for a long time.

Also, the person who pulled him back from the edge of death disappeared.

‘But now that this ring that disappeared for several years reappears was in Darcy’s place, then does it mean that five years ago…’

Waylon didn’t think any further. He extinguished the cigarette between his fingers in the crystal ashtray next to him, turned around, and walked back to the desk to sit down and resume processing the documents.