Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

In an instant, Waylon Gray’s heart softened into a puddle of water.

He put his arm around Alena Wright’s shoulder hard for a few minutes and walked around her on the sofa.

“Sit down.” Waylon personally poured a glass of water for Alena.

Alena obediently took it, looking at him with bright eyes.

Waylon is not angry with her anymore?

Waylon sat down on the other side of the sofa, took out a cigarette, paused for a moment, and put it back.

He leaned back, his legs folded, and his movements were graceful and natural. He asked, “Were you at Darcy last night?”

Alena was afraid of his misunderstanding, and immediately nodded and admitted: “Well, yes.”

Waylon asked again: “Did you sleep well last night?”

Alena couldn’t figure out the meaning of Waylon’s words, and thought for a while and said: “It’s okay…”

“That’s good.” Waylon nodded, as if he asked this question casually.

Seeing that his attitude eased, Alena hesitated to continue and asked him for help.

What if he gets angry again when she speaks?

But, if she doesn’t say anything, what will Darcy do?

Before Alena decided whether to say it or not, Waylon took the lead in speaking: “Didn’t you keep begging me to promise you one thing?”

Upon hearing this, Alena raised her head in surprise and looked at him: “Do you agree?”

“It’s up to you.” Waylon smiled faintly, his gaze that seemed to be non-smiling, it seemed that there was something meaningless.

Alena thought of what happened yesterday, her face was green and white: “Could you be thinking again…”

She couldn’t continue. If Waylon really made this request, she could only say that she was very disappointed.

“Stupid woman, what do you think?” Waylon glared at her fiercely and was a little embarrassed by his impulsive behavior yesterday and coughed dryly: “As long as you make me happy, it’s not a problem to promise you.”

No matter what she wants, as long as Waylon feels it is worth it, he will give it away.

Alena was stunned for a while before she understood what Waylon meant: “I just need to make you happy?”

Waylon nodded coldly, stood up and walked out: “It depends on your ability.”

The man back disappeared at the door of the room, Alena stood up quickly, a smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Based on her understanding of Waylon, since this guy said such a thing, it meant that she was relieved. As long as she worked harder, it would not be impossible for Darcy to live with them.

Soon, Rhea came over to invite Alena to go down for dinner. When she went down, Waylon was already sitting at the table.

When Alena saw this, she immediately poured a bowl of soup and delivered it in front of him: “You have been working hard recently. Drink more soup to make up for it.”

Looking at the white porcelain bowl handed in front of him, Waylon twitched the corners of his mouth with a smile, but not a smile: “Are you borrowing flowers to offer to the God?”

The meals were all made by Rhea. Even if Alena said it nicely, she would inevitably be suspicious of borrowing flowers to present to the God. She was embarrassed and did not know what to do and kept holding the bowl.

The soup was just simmering, and even if it was left for a while, the temperature was still a bit hot, but after only serving it for a minute, her fingers had gradually turned red.

Waylon looked away from her red fingertips and said faintly: “Put it down.”

Alena immediately put the bowl down.

“Then… are you happy?” She looked at Waylon expectantly, only to declare her purpose.

Waylon’s face darkened little by little: “You really want to be pretty, so you want to bribe me away?”

Alena didn’t speak.

Well, she knew that Waylon was not so easily satisfied.

It seems that the way to please him is so long!

After dinner, Waylon went to the study to deal with official duties as usual.

Alena hesitated for a long time, but still did not dare to disturb him, lying on the bed alone tossing and turning.

How can she please Waylon? This guy lacks nothing, this kind of thing obviously doesn’t work.

She had a headache after thinking about it, and she fell asleep before she knew it.

In the middle of the night, Waylon opened the bedroom door and walked in.

Alena felt the soft big bed sink slightly, and a warm heat source lay next to her. The temperature of the air conditioner was a little low. She unconsciously approached the heat source and snuggled tightly into the man’s arms.

Waylon put one hand on the back of his head, and the other hand encircled the woman in his arms, staring quietly at her quiet face through the moonlight shining through the window.

It’s not that he didn’t feel that he was out of control, but when facing this woman, he always couldn’t restrain his inner anger, as if it was just a little bit.

When Alena woke up again, it was already the next morning.

She stretched her waist habitually, but she felt warm in her palms.

Alena paused, and immediately looked to her side. There were still wrinkles pressed out on the blue sheets, and the remaining warmth was still there.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

Waylon slept here last night?

When she was in doubt, the sound of the engine started suddenly downstairs, Alena immediately lifted the quilt and got out of bed and ran to the window sill quickly.

Bill was opening the back-seat door for Waylon, and soon, the Lamborghini drove out of the Gray’s villa.

“Oh, I’m a step late…” Alena was a little upset, she should have gotten up earlier, and now she missed an opportunity to please Waylon.

But it doesn’t matter, since Waylon has already returned, it is only a matter of time to please this arrogant president.

Today is the weekend, Alena doesn’t need to report to the company, but she is not idle, and hastily cleaned up and rushed into the kitchen.

Before her identity was revealed, she and Waylon were the best, and it was also the time when Waylon was least prepared for her.

At that time, Waylon was more interested in the food she cooked, and if he wanted to please him, she could only do what he liked.

Emperor Group.

Bill opened the door of the office for Waylon in advance, and just finished a high-level meeting, Waylon still has a strong aura.

Two people walked into the office one after another, there was an invisible force in the quiet air.

He walked to the back of the desk and sat down. He opened the folder and said lightly: “I have a bad appetite recently. I had a lighter lunch at noon.”

Bill lowered his head silently: “President, Miss Wright said hello in advance, and she will deliver food to you later.”

Waylon’s action is just a meal: “She knows it sells well.”

Although what he said was not very pleasant, his tone was much better than the previous two days, and Bill became bolder.

He took a step forward and pulled out a smile: “President, since you already know that they are all misunderstandings, why bother Miss Wright?”