Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

“Alena Wright.” Waylon shouted as he stood up from the sofa where he was seated. “Do you want to go back to the company or meet your good guy?”

Upon hearing this, Alena widened her eyes in surprised. Her gaze fell straight on Darcy, but she saw her innocent look. She shook her head at disappointment with Darcy.

Waylon was not conscious when she shouted at Alena. Apparently when Alena answered him, Waylon smiled and said, “It seems that I was right. You really want to see that guy. You want to see Christiano.”

Waylon had a mixed emotion at this moment. He just gritted his teeth.

Alena wanted to explain more, so she said, “Waylon, what are you thinking about? I said it was I will go out.”

Not long after the conversation was ended, Christiano called again, and this time the problem was more serious than expected.

Eton Group phoned up to inform Alena that the design she made was stolen and nobody knew where it was right now. Alena could not continue her conversation with Waylon anymore, so she rushed to the company alone.

Waylon’s unreasonable thinking was just making trouble. Alena was anxious and angry, “Forget it, I’m really in a hurry now, if I have anything to say when I come back I will explain everything.”

Alena walked out. Apparently, an angry shout was heard all over the house.

“Stop for me, please!” Waylon walked over a few steps. He grabbed Alena’s arm with one hand. He hit Alena with strength. Alena was a little scared. Waylon said. “Did I say you can go? don’t you love me anymore Alena?”

It was uncomfortable for Alena as she felt Waylon’s hit in his arm. She struggled from removing Waylon’s hands but she could not delay any longer.

“Let go of me. I said I will go to the company. Why are you making trouble so unreasonably? There is no end to this now.” Alena said.

“Making trouble unreasonably?” Waylon’s face was extremely angered. She pulled Alena in front of him with one hand. He clamped her chin with another hand and forced her to look at him. “I think you are the one making trouble right now? Huh? Who gave you this courage?”

The feeling of being forced is really uncomfortable. Alena also was angry, “Are you crazy? I have explained to you clearly, what do you want me to do?” She struggled irritably. She felt a little tense, “If you really don’t believe it, come with me.”

She didn’t believe it anymore. Waylon saw everything that Alena said was true in her eyes. However. He was still unreasonable with his actions.

The man was challenged because he knew that Alena would be meeting Christiano, so Waylon smiled coldly, and he even pressed Alena arms hurtfully. A few minutes, “Anyway, you cannot go. That is final.”

Alena’s mouth twitched. She didn’t expect Waylon to become so unreasonable like this. Looking back at the eyes of Waylon, she courageously said, “What if I still go?”

The Eton Group was anxious because of the news they spread. The design was missing and no one knows who took it.

The eyes of the two met in the air, as if they were really fighting.Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Waylon saw the determination in Alena’s eyes, and was even more annoyed. As a result, he said, “You dare to take a step out of this door, you are at your own risk!”

Alena’s heart trembled. After a moment of hesitation, she pushed Waylon and strode away.

Waylon punched the mirror on the pillar next to him. Blood flowed out from his fingers but she could not do anything anymore.

“Ah, President Gray!” Darcy screamed. She immediately rushed over, and held Waylon’s hand. It was a very distressful moment. With darcy’s concern on her face, she said “Are you okay, President Gray? Does it hurt? Do you want to go to the hospital?”

Waylon didn’t speak. His eyes were still tightly locked on Alena’s sight, until he could no longer see her.

Alena looked back.

Waylon clenched his fist tightly. His face paled, and he shook off Darcy’s hand. Waylon walked coldly towards the second floor.

Darcy was pushed backwards and staggered, she smiled but out of anger.

Waylon walked into the study room. His eyes were full of questions and confusion, “Make trouble… Make trouble… I am only making trouble… The greater my chances will be…”

Darcy tidied up her dress. She wore a caring face again. Turned and walked to the storage room to find the medicine box.

It was dark in the study room, Waylon laid lonely on the sofa. His long legs bent slightly. His right hand was injured hung weakly on his side. His blood just flowed down.

Hearing the knock on the door, Waylon didn’t raise his head. He just closed his eyes insolently.

Darcy knew that he was in a bad mood at the moment, and she didn’t care about it. She opened the door and walked in.

The light in the room was turned off. It dazzled Waylon’s eyes when Darcy turned it on.

Waylon frowned impatiently. His voice was as cold as a piece of ice that could never be melt, “Who let you in? Get out!”

Darcy did not retreat. She moved forward and sat down beside him with the medicine kit. “Mr. Gray, your hand was injured. Let me take care of it for you.”

“No.” Waylon said as he opened his eyes. He look at her intently as if all attentions were for Darcy.

Darcy was not discouraged. She put the medicine box on the table. She and took out the alcohol and cotton buds then swabbed in the wounds.

“Mr. Gray, don’t be angry, maybe Alena really has really something urgent to deal with.” As she said, she affectionately touched Waylon’s hand.

Waylon thought that Darcy was his saviour, so he didn’t stop Darcy from what she was doing.

As a result, Darcy’s courage became a little bit bolder. She held Waylon’s hand and carefully wiped off the blood on it with a cotton buds.

Her movements were very light. She gently touched Waylon. The man slowly opened his eyes to look at her. When he saw Darcy half kneeling in front of him, he held her hands like she was praying.

His heart moved. Waylon thought about his blindness five years ago. Now the only one who could console her was Darcy. When Waylon spoke again, his tone became softer, “You don’t have to speak every time.”

Waylon twitched his lips and was grateful at Darcy. He said, “Knowing that I was injured and Alena did not even look back, it seems that I am nothing more than a thing in her heart.”

Darcy paused, and then said unintentionally, “Mr. Gray, based on what I know about Alena, she is so anxious to go out. That must be very important to her. Don’t be angry.”

“Really?” Waylon squinted his eyes, and then clenched his other fist. Then he said, “Is it really important? How important is it?”

“I don’t know. But it should be important thing.” Darcy squeezed a smile and threw the cotton swab into the trashcan. “Mr. Gray, I will put alcohol on your wounds now. It may hurt a little. If you are uncomfortable, you must say it.”