Perhaps it was because neither of them had anticipated this unexpected encounter.
Alexisâ gaze quickly dropped to Leonelâs legs, questioning the reality of what she saw.
There was a brief flicker of panic in Leonelâs eyes, but it swiftly passed as he regained his composed demeanor.
Then, to her surprise, Leonel stood up from the wheelchair.
Little Cordelia, now eight months old, recognized Leonelâs face from their video chats.
She reached out her small hands and mumbled, âDaddy⦠Daddy.
â
Leonel looked at his daughter with a faint smile, a tender moment amidst the unexpected reunion.
Compelled by Cordeliaâs recognition, Alexis walked over with her.
The person Leonel had been speaking with-senior executives from his company-acknowledged Alexis and Cordelia with polite nods before departing in another vehicle, leaving her and Leonel alone.
Alexis gently placed Cordelia into Leonelâs arms.
As he took his daughter, Leonel nearly lost his balance, quickly steadying himself by leaning against the car.
Little Cordelia wriggled energetically in his embrace, her activity nearly overwhelming for Leonel, yet his face lit up with joy at holding her.
In the blink of an eye, Leonelâs face was covered in saliva as Cordelia ki*sed him excitedly.
Leonel returned her ki*ses with affection, the unique scent of his baby girl stirring something deep within him.
After a moment, he turned to Alexis, his tone calm and somewhat indifferent.
âWhy did you come back suddenly?â
With a faint smile, Alexis responded, âThereâs some business at the firm, and I actually got a little homesick after being away for so long.
â
âWiLL you stay for long?â Leonel asked.
âI suppose so,â Alexis replied succinctly.
Leonel seemed reluctant to let go of Cordelia, holding her close.
It was then that Alexis noticed he was almost completely leaning on the car for support.
Glancing at the wheelchair again, she asked with a hint of concern, âYour legs⦠What happened?â
Leonel followed her gaze down to his legs, pausing for a moment before meeting her eyes again.
âThe other day, I had some seafood that triggered my gout.
Itâs nothing serious.
Sometimes it gets painful and I find it comfortable to sit in the wheelchair, you know! But, really, I didnât expect to bump into you like this.
Itâs quite embarrassing.
â
Just then, the driver exited the car and chimed in, âYes, itâs true! Iâve told Mr.
Douglas more than once that he should ease up on the alcohol.
After all, heâs a prominent figure in society.
But he never takes my advice seriouslyâ¦â
With a faint smile, Leonel said, âWell, put away the wheelchair.
â
As the driver complied, Leonel tenderly ki*sed Cordelia once more before addressing Alexis, âI must rush to a business meeting soon, so I canât take you home myself.
Iâll come to pick up the kids some other day, if thatâs convenient for you.
â
He maintained a polite and formal tone as he spoke.
âSure thing,â Alexis said, keeping her tone light but professional.