Leonel felt torn.

He tried to suppress his longing for her, yet he couldn’t help but yearn.

He opened the door to the guest room, only to find Alexis wasn’t on the sofa anymore.

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom.

She was probably drying off.

Standing there, Leonel was flooded with memories.

They had been married for years, and he knew every inch of her body intimately.

His throat tightened at the thought, but he resisted the urge to go in.

Instead, he placed the clothes on the king-sized bed, making sure she would see them when she came out.

He went downstairs and asked the servant to make some ginger tea for Alexis.

The servant replied, “I’ve already made some.

you up

Don’t worry, Mr.

Douglas.

and returned

neat and tidy,

thought as he

time, he

lay in bed but found

Alexis in the same house, the air

and turned

he listened to the relentless rain outside, the sounds of the servant moving about, and the occasional

quietly longed

hour later, there was

The servant announced, “Mr.

need to come

Fowler might have a fever; her

of

to the guest room, where

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