Leonel began unbuttoning his shirt, eventually leaving him bare-chested.
Waylen, without restraint, took out his belt, initiating a rigorous family discipline.
Men from both the Fowler and Evans families abstained from striking their women.
Waylenâs actions were driven not only by concern for Alexis but also to discipline Leonel, delivering blows without a hint of mercy.
Leonelâs back soon transformed into a canvas of open wounds and blood.
The pain was excruciating.
Nevertheless, Leonel made no sound, enduring it with stoicism.
Only when Waylen grew weary did he curse, âYou little rascal! Iâve always cared for you, but this is too much, and I canât quell my anger without doing so.
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Leonel mumbled an apology.
Waylen tossed the belt aside!
Observing the figure kneeling in front of him, the child he had raised himself, Waylenâs heart brimmed with indescribable pain.
He declared, âLeonel, if you want to stay in this house, you must break things off with Alexis!â
âMr.
Fowler!â
Leonel, through clenched teeth, asserted, âI love Alexis, and I canât end things with her!â
Waylen, equally unwavering, retorted, âChoose between being my son or being Alexisâ husband.
Leonel, youâre intelligent, you know the prudent decision.
Even if you choose Alexis, she might not respond in kind.
â
Leonel looked up at the man.
He had never implored Waylen for anything, but today was an exception.
However, Waylen remained resolute.
Leonel knelt in the study throughout the night, yet Waylenâs decision remained unwavering.
At dawn, Leonel left.
Wearing a white shirt stained with blood, he walked out of the Fowler mansion.
Rena called out, âLeonel!â
Leonel turned, locking eyes with Rena, the woman who had always shown him warmth like a loving mother.
He knew he could stay in this house if he abandoned Alexis.