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.

Alexis found herself awake unusually late, perhaps stirred by the snow

silence of the

bed, she thought she could hear the whisper of snowflakes touching

to the scene, she rose and approached the window to

room was dim, lit only by the

chill night air felt sharp as needles, and the snow

fogged the French window, a result

gently and then traced two names with her

unconsciously, a gesture ingrained from

snowy night, even after he had left Duefron for abroad, she

lingered by the window for a long while, until she detected unusual footsteps in

Could it be… Leonel?

returned to her bed,

was activity in

he walked into

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255