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.

understand that? Alexis, why subject yourself to such

the blood

the sound of their

thick

her gaze lingering for a while before she offered a

you said you’re tired, and truth be

is nothing more than

believe it’s best to

on, I won’t trouble

refrain from concerning myself with you

understand it would

almost forgot we’re

I apologize.

have done any of

spoke, a sharp pain struck

a wave of agony

and even his taunts involving Hester because she knew none of

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