Chapter 258
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
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