Though Alexis and Leonel hadnât fought, a sense of discontent lingered between them.
After some time, Alexis, feeling calmer, announced, âIâll spend some time in the study.
â
Just as she began to walk away, Leonel swiftly grasped her wrist.
His voice was soft but firm as he called her name, âAlexis Gently patting his hand, Alexis reassured him, âLetâs stay calm.
I donât want to fight with you, and Iâve never considered letting you remâ
His tension eased at her words.
Yet, he couldnât help but add softly, âPlease donât smoke.
â
Alexis froze momentarily.
The mention of smoking brought to her mind the sad reality that they might never have a child.
To her, smoking seemed inconsequential now.
But she held back these thoughts, not wanting to wound Leonelâs feelings, and chose not to voice them.
With a heavy heart, she entered the study and closed the door, leaning against it.
The warmth they had shared the previous night felt like a distant memory, leaving her with a sense of loss only she could perceive.
Alexis did care deeply for Leonel.
Her desire for a child could have been a spur-of-the-moment feeling, but it was something she would ponder over time.
He had suggested adoption, but Alexis wasnât keen on the idea.
She would have nieces and nephews from her siblings to love.
Adopting didnât seem necessary to her.
Deep down, Alexis knew she wasnât ready for such a commitment.
Her capacity to love was limited, but her affection for Leonel was undeniable⦠It was a difficult situation, with both needing to give in a bit.
Sitting on the sofa, Alexis gazed out of the French window into the night.
On the surface, she had it all.
She had stunning looks and wealth beyond the average personâs reach.
But what many didnât realize was that, despite being a Fowler, Alexisâ path had been much rockier compared to her siblings Marcus and Elva.
Alexis gazed at her flat stomach, her thoughts heavy.
She couldnât even choose to have a baby, and though it wasnât Leonelâs fault, the feeling of sadness lingered.
She toyed with the idea of lighting a cigarette; she didnât smoke, but craved the scent.
However, she resisted.
Leonel disliked it, and she was willing to compromise for their relationship.
Perhaps they could discuss having a baby later.
In her heart, Alexis knew she was steadfast in her principles, yet she found herself unusually forgiving towards Leonel.
It wasnât just love.
It reminded her of her motherâs words about their exceptional bond.
After spending about thirty minutes in the study, Alexis opened the door.