Revealing his injured left leg as he spoke, gray smoke swirling around him, Leonel cast his gaze downward, a smirk playing on his lips.

“We can’t turn back time, Alexis! Love isn’t a fairy tale, and marriage is far from it.

He paused, his voice gravelly as he continued, “The Leonel you long for is no more!”

Alexis stood silently before proceeding to tidy the room.

Gathering the bottles, she placed them outside the room.

As she went about her tasks, Leonel’s gaze remained fixed on her.

When she approached the bed to retrieve the two empty bottles, Leonel reached for them before she could.

He then hurled the red wine bottle forcefully against the wall, sending shards flying in all directions.

In the chaos, Alexis’ arm was nicked, blood seeping from the wound.

Leonel’s eyes blazed with rage as he jeered.

Alexis, why subject yourself to such humiliation? Live your

blinked, observing the blood trickle

only the sound of

hung thick

for a while before

and truth be

I desire is nothing

this moment, I believe it’s best to

I won’t trouble you

with you in

it would only exhaust

almost forgot we’re

I apologize.

shouldn’t have done

sharp pain struck

her chest, a wave

childish antics and even his taunts involving Hester because she knew none of

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