Upon reaching the hospital, Leonel entrusted Evelyn to Alexis as he headed into the operating room.
He instructed, âWait for me here.
I wonât be long.
â
A faint smile graced Alexisâ lips.
At that moment, the doctor arrived-a familiar face to the Fowlers.
Spotting Alexis, he grinned reassuringly, âDonât worry, Alexis.
Itâs a minor procedure that wonât impact his fertility.
â
The doctor, fond of Evelyn, affectionately pinched her soft cheeks.
Evelyn greeted him obediently.
Lightening the mood, the doctor quipped, âTime to save your little siblings.
â
Alexis felt a sense of awkwardness.
Observing Alexis quietly, Leonel spoke softly after a while, sparing her from embarrassment.
âIâm ready.
â
The doctor smiled and walked in, closing the door behind him.
The procedure was brief.
Leonel rested briefly after emerging from the operating room, and by noon, they departed from the hospital.
Seated in the car, Leonel examined the medications in the bag.
Evelyn embraced him from behind, her eyes sparkling with concern as she asked, âDaddy, does it hurt?â
Leonel tenderly caressed her head and reassured her, âIt doesnât hurt.
â
Playfully, Evelyn blew gently on his cheek and teased, âEven if it hurts now, it wonât once I blow on it.
â
Leonel smiled.
Over the past three years, his smiles had been infrequent, let alone appearing so genuine.
Yet Alexis harbored a sense of melancholy.
It seemed Leonel was somehow constantly on edge around her, and his words always carried a tinge of mockery.
After contemplation, Alexis spoke up.
âThereâs a court trial in the afternoon.
Iâll grab a taxi to the law firm.
â
Leonel leisurely stowed away the medication.
âWeâve still got time.
After lunch at my company, Iâll arrange for the driver to take you there.
And do change your attire.
Wearing this dress, people might assume youâve just got married today.
Alexis was left without words.
Hadnât they indeed got married today?