Independence became her unwavering stance.
Yet he returned, uttering, âAlexis, let me handle it!â
Alexis shut her eyes briefly.
Alexis, youâve always been pragmatic.
Why, when it comes to Leonel, does emotion sneak in? She thought in confusion.
A night of tenderness passed.
In the early morning, Alexis rose to freshen up.
The toothpaste was neatly squeezed out, and the towel was carefully placed in its place.
A faint smile graced her lips.
Leonel, the unexpected housekeeper, was doing quite a commendable job.
Beyond that, the toaster emitted a satisfying sound, accompanied by the aroma of perfectly toasted bread.
Alexis completed her ablutions and stepped out.
Leonel sat at the dining table, clad in a snow-white shirt paired with gray trousers, presenting a neat and tidy appearance.
The morning feast consisted of a ham sandwich, a glass of milk, and a plate adorned with assorted fruits.
Alexis desired a cup of coffee, but Leonel forbade her from having â¦
âMilk is all youâre gonna get.
Plus, I plan to break your smoking habit.
Second-hand smoke isnât ideal either.
â
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Alexis bit into the sandwich, her words muffled.
âThen why donât you quit smoking?â
Leonel lifted his gaze, a touch of depth in his eyes.
âDo you want me to quit smoking?â
Alexis remained silent.
Convincing a man to quit smoking was a task for his wife.
At present, it wasnât her problem.
She continued to eat in silence, sipping her milk.
Leonel maintained a fixed gaze.
Suddenly, he remarked, âLast night, I quite enjoyed it!â
In response, Alexis accidentally sprayed a mouthful of milk on his face.
A moment of hushed stillness followed.
Alexis managed a strained smile.
âApologies, Mr.
Douglas!â
After a while, Leonel wiped his face with a napkin and remarked, âSooner or later, Iâll get even with you!â