Waylen patted Leonelâs shoulder and said, âAlright.
They have something to talk about.
Letâs go downstairs and have dinner first.
â
While heading downstairs, they happened to pass by Alexisâ bedroom.
Leonel could hear Renaâs voice through the door.
With her was another girl whose voice sounded crisp and clear.
Normally, Leonel wouldnât feel anything.
But in that instance, his body was burning.
His face was red and felt like it was on fire.
After the two men had dinner, Waylen proceeded to deal with business while Leonel finished his homework.
The entire time, Leonel was listening to the sound upstairs.
Despite what he heard, he noticed that Alexis had not yet come downstairs.
At ten oâclock in the evening, Leonel couldnât help but go upstairs.
He knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.
Even before opening it, Alexis already knew that it was Leonel.
She chewed on the pen cap and let him in.
When Leonel opened the door, he was greeted by the sight of Alexis doing her homework at the desk.
She had already changed her clothes-a pure white lounge wear.
Her long brown hair cascaded down her waist like a magnificent waterfall.
Under the light, her face glowed, which further accentuated her natural beauty.
At this point, Leonelâs heart was pounding hard against his chest, but his facial expression didnât betray what he was feeling inside.
He leaned against Alexisâ pink desk and asked, âWhy havenât you gone downstairs for dinner?â
Alexis, who was busy reading, answered without looking up, âI have no appetite.
â
âBut you still have to eat,â Leonel urged her.
ALL of a sudden, he gently pulled her hair and asked, âWhat do you want to eat? Whatever it is, Iâll make it for you.
â
Alexis looked up at Leonel and slightly tilted her head.
âYou can cook?â
Leonel narrowed his eyes at her for a long time before answering, âThereâs a lot of things I can do.
There are so many things you donât know.
â
Upon hearing this, a small smile formed on Alexisâ face.
Leonel didnât go downstairs at once.
Instead, he stayed for a while and stared at Alexis for a long time.
When it seemed that he had overstayed his welcome, Alexis kicked him and said, âArenât you going to cook me something? Why do you just keep staring at me?â
Leonel let out a small chuckle before heading downstairs.
Fifteen minutes later, he went up carrying a tray with a bowl of noodles on it.
There were two poached eggs and several vegetables in the soup, and it looked delicious.