Leonel remained silent as he stared back at her.

Eventually, he replied with a similarly hoarse tone, “It’s late.

Time for bed.

He then began to organize his belongings, preparing for the night.

Leonel rarely spent the night at the Fowlers’ now, likely to sidestep any gossips, particularly since his divorce with Alexis.

However, his car had broken down upon arrival, and with no word from Ross yet, he opted to stay the night this time His bedroom remained unchanged.

“Good night,” he murmured to Alexis as he ascended the stairs.

Aware of his evasion, Alexis didn’t press further.

She offered a gentle smile and echoed, “Good night.

found herself awake unusually late, perhaps stirred by

in the silence of the

she thought she could hear

rose and approached the window to gaze at the

was dim, lit only by the soft moonlight from

chill night air felt sharp as needles, and the snow seemed to

the French window, a

on it gently and then traced

unconsciously, a gesture ingrained from

left

while, until she detected

Could it be… Leonel?

Alexis quickly returned to her bed, feigning

was activity in the

he walked

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