On such a supposed joyous day, he decided to dredge up past troubles in their marriage.
Alexis aimed to salvage their relationship, yet he had the nerve to disrespect Calvin and involved another woman in the mix for reasons of his own.
Was this the kind of marriage she envisioned?
Their relationship was probably long beyond repairable.
He had never uttered such harsh words to her before.
Yet tonight, fueled by alcohol, he let them all out⦠She slowly lowered her hand, her face etched with disappointment.
The room felt dim despite the bright light.
Alexis rubbed her sore eyes and declared, âI swear, I didnât sleep with Calvin, Leonel.
Not even once.
Believe it or not, I wonât repeat myself again!â
She felt no obligation to explain herself; she hadnât done anything wrong.
Leonelâs fists tightened as he uttered each word.
âNeither have I, with Anika.
â
Alexis couldnât help but smile at his words.
Tears welled in her eyes as she looked at Leonel.
âYou and her? Leonel⦠Do you really think I care about that woman? Calvin was there for me when Evelyn was born.
He was like family.
How could you compare him to Anika, a woman simply couldnât wait to jump into your bed?!â
Leonelâs tone was icy.
âDoes it really matter?â
He advanced towards her, pinning her to the bed.
âYou donât even give a damn about me anymore.
Do you even secretly wish Iâd cheat so you can divorce me? Are you only upset because I mentioned Calvin? But Alexis, He has been gone for three years.
Shouldnât you move on?â
Alexis struggled against Leonelâs grip, her wrists turning blue.
He only tightened his hold, ki*sing her
fiercely in his rage.
âRemember, you belong to me, Alexis! Youâre Mrs.
Douglas, and thatâs all anyone needs to know.
Got it? Alexis couldnât break free.
She turned her face away, seething.
âIâm not your property, Leonel.
No one owns me, not even you.
â
âOh, really?â
Leonelâs smirk was met with an equally defiant glare from Alexis.
Neither of them was backing down.
With a determined gaze, Alexis watched as Leonel unzipped her dress.
She fought back, yelling, âStop! Do you even realize what youâre doing?!â
He sneered.
âOf course! I just want to be with my wife.
â
Alexis, trembling with anger, spat, âYou jerk!â
There was a cruel smirk on Leonelâs lips, mixed with excitement.
Leaning in close, he whispered, âRelax.
Youâll come begging sooner or later.
â
âYouâll regret this, Leonel! My dad wonât let you off easy.
â