Nothing’s Gonna Change My Love for You

Waylon always had that knot in his heart. There was a secret hidden between him and Alena. Even if they were very affectionate now, there would always be that thorn in their relationship. It took root and sprouted in his body, and the consequences would be disastrous when it broke out.

If the contradiction would gradually accumulate to a point, Waylon would sooner or later be unable to bear it.

Moreover, the time to detonate that bomb was coming soon.

The next day, early in the morning, Darcy got up to prepare chicken soup and supplements. She planned to take it to Gu’s villa later to visit the injured Alena.

Of course, she would do this because of conscience, but because only by getting close to Alena could she have more opportunities to meet Waylon.

Darcy knew very well that it was not perfect for doing all her plans. She knew that her so-called sisterhood relationship with Alena needed to be maintained for a while, at least until she achieved her wish.

Alena’s foot was injured. Although it was not a severe injury, it also hindered her daily activities.

Waylon’s domineering order restricted her range of activities.

As a result, Alena could only stay in the bedroom sadly. That was why she was delighted when she saw Darcy appear.

“Darcy, why are you here?” She was a little surprised but happy.

She was being detained in this house, and she was not allowed to go anywhere. Waylon had a lot of work to do, and he couldn’t stay by her side at all times. She felt that it was boring.

“I came to see you.” Darcy smiled and walked in. She put the chicken soup and supplements on the table. Darcy took Alena’s hand and sat down on the sofa. She looked at her and asked: “What do you think? How is your foot? Is it better than yesterday?”

“It is much better,” Alena said with a smile on her face.

While they were talking, Darcy’s eyes swept across the bedroom. The traces of Waylon in this bedroom were evident, which meant that Alena and Waylon had always slept together.

Also, they had been in bed together.

As she thought of this, Darcy clenched her palms. She was going crazy with jealousy, but her face remained calm.

She resisted jealousy and asked, “By the way, what about Mr. Waylon? Why didn’t I see him?”

“He went to work.” Speaking of Waylon, Alena was both angry and happy. She shook her head and sighed. “When you mentioned Waylon, I felt happy. Since I hurt my foot yesterday, he has made a fuss, for fear that my walking will make my foot be injured more. I was strictly forbidden to travel because of my injuries from the previous day. If it weren’t for you, I would get sick here. It is so boring.”

Although it was a complaint, the happiness she felt couldn’t be hidden.

Darcy felt that Alena was deliberately showing off. Her palms on the sofa were clenched into fists, and she barely squeezed a smile.

She said, “So, Mr. Waylon is still very good to you.”

Alena nodded carelessly. Her eyes fell on the thermos Darcy brought. “Darcy, is that your chicken soup?”

The rich fragrance penetrated the lid and penetrated the tip of her nose. Alena took a deep breath. “It smells so good. It’s still the same as before.”

Darcy’s cooking skills were better than hers. She even learned her cooking skills from her.

She hadn’t eaten it for a long time, and she missed it.

When she saw Alena’s appearance, Darcy showed contempt, but it was fleeting, and there was no trace of it.

“Yeah, it’s the chicken soup that I specially cooked for you by myself. You should try it while it’s hot.” She said and took the initiative to open the lid and take out a bowl for her.

Did she bring soup? In addition to visiting Alena, she also hoped that Waylon could taste her cooking skills to prove that she was better than Alena in everything.

It was a pity that Waylon went to work.

Alena looked at her with a drooling expression on her face.

Darcy said strangely, “Looking at your expression, it seems that Mr. Waylon is abusing you at home.”

She shook her head a little embarrassedly. “I just haven’t eaten your cooked meals for too long.”

Darcy said, “Then you can drink more.”

Alena drank a large bowl of soup. After that, she laid on the sofa contentedly. While she was clutching her bloated belly, Alena said contentedly, “Darcy, I am blaming you for making me eat so much.”

Darcy rolled her eyes neatly. “No one is forcing you.”

She wished that Alena would be a big fat woman. Perhaps Waylon would not look at her again if that would happen.Content © provided by NôvelDrama.Org.

The air-conditioning in the room was turned on, and the two people who were sitting quietly did not feel hot, but Alena was a little scared of being bored. So she said, “Darcy, you just stay here and stay with me, okay? I’m the only one left here, and it will be too boring if you leave.”

Darcy was considering what excuses she would use to stay without a trace. Upon hearing this, she nodded her head in a hurry and agreed. “Of course it’s okay. You’re my best friend.”

The two looked at each other like they were close.

But only Darcy knew that in the bottom of her heart, she was her greatest love rival.

After a few casual chats, Alena guessed that the food she ate was almost digested, so she immediately stood up. “Darcy, wait here. I’ll get you some fruits and snacks.”

Waylon never allowed me to put food in the bedroom.

Darcy casually persuaded her, “Should I get it? It’s not convenient for you to walk.”

“You are treating me as lame.” Alena glanced at her angrily and took two steps forward. “Look, there is nothing wrong with me at all. I just need to pay a little attention to my hurt foot.”

Darcy didn’t care about her, so she nodded when she saw her persistence. “Well, you should be careful.”

“Okay.” Alena waved her hand. She turned and strode away.

The door was closed again, and silence was restored in the huge bedroom.

Darcy looked around. Waylon was absent, and she had no goal to accomplish.

Suddenly, his eyes stopped on the half-open closet on the other side of the room, and white clothes were exposed from the gap in the wardrobe.

Darcy’s heart moved, and suddenly she had an idea.

She stood up quickly and listened to the movements outside with her ears behind the door. She did not hear any footsteps, so she knew that Alena would not return so soon.

Darcy walked to the closet.

With a sound, the wardrobe was pushed open by her. It revealed all kinds of shirts inside, and these shirts all had one thing in common, all of them were men’s styles.

There was only one man in the Gray family villa. It was self-evident who the owner of these shirts was.