Alexis didnât shut the door completely.
She turned around and looked at Evelynâs adorable sleeping face.
She placed the champagne roses in a vase and set it down on the bedside table.
Then she lay back down in bed.
Now that Ollie was done with its business, the dog came running back inside the bedroom.
But Ollie didnât want to Linger on the cushion anymore.
Instead, it jumped onto the bed and lay beside Alexisâ pillow.
The dog was probably afraid that Alexis would drive it away, so it looked at her with pitiful eyes.
Alexis didnât mind so much.
In fact, she didnât really care about the dog.
But Evelyn was quite fond of it.
Thinking of this, Alexis turned her head and observed the puppy carefully.
Ollieâs whole body was covered in black spots, making him resemble a little cow.
Huh.
Ollie was actually cute.
Alexis subconsciously reached out her hand to pet Ollie, and the dog immediately rolled over to show her its belly.
Glancing down, she could tell that the dog was a boy.
This puppyâs just like Leonel.
Alexis mused to herself.
She withdrew her hand, but Ollie rubbed up against her and whimpered, begging her to pet him some more.
In the end, he climbed on top of her and settled down, ready to fall asleep in her arms.
After hesitating for a while, Alexis acquiesced.
She too went back to sleep.
When she woke up, it was already noon, and both Evelyn and Ollie were nowhere to be seen.
But Alexis could hear Evelynâs voice coming from the living room.
It sounded like Evelyn was trying to train the dog, but her childish voice was by no m
eans authoritative.
A moment later, Alexis heard the sound of small feet trotting towards the room.
Then Evelyn burst inside the bedroom and rushed over to Alexisâ bedside.
Alexis blushed.
Evelyn announced, âIâve already had lunch, Mommy.
Daddy called and said that you slept late and that I shouldnât try to wake you up.
â
Evelyn didnât understand what her father meant, so she just looked at Alexis with concern.
âMommy, are you sick?â
Feeling embarrassed, Alexis coughed and mumbled, âI think Iâve caught a cold.
â
Without hesitation, Evelyn ran to her toy basket to fetch her toy stethoscope.
Pressing one end of the toy stethoscope against Alexisâ heart, the little girl pursed her lips grimly.
Alexis was quite amused, but at the same time, she felt touched by her daughterâs concern.