Female NovelChapter 2338 Leonel’s assistant arrived first and quickly processed his release.
Leonel was in the process of putting on his coat when he received a warm send-off from the precinct chief, who said, “Mr. Douglas, do come again!” Leonel pursed his Lips and said nothing.
He headed for the door. Just as he was about to take his exit, a white sports car pulled up. The first thing that caught his eye as the car door swung open was a pair of long legs. It was none other than Alexis.
Angela's Library Alexis also spotted Leonel.
Their eyes briefly locked in the air before she decisively closed the car door and walked toward him. Instinctively, Leonel reached for her hand.
He caught it, and she looked up at him.
Leonel’s voice was subdued as he asked, “You never told me why you're with him.
Is it because of me, Alexis?" Alexis glanced at him for a few seconds before gently shaking off his hand, returning to her usual half-smiling, nonchalant demeanor.
She said, “You're overthinking it. Mr. Douglas, don't add unnecessary drama to yourself.” Leonel continued to stare at her with intensity.
Growing impatient, Alexis flicked her hair lightly and walked into the building.
Calvin promptly stood up.
As a top star, he clung to Alexis like glue, resting his head on her shoulder. There was at least a ten-centimeter difference in their height. One would expect their interaction to be awkward, but it wasn't.
Calvin leaned on Alexis with a sense of dependency that was palpable.
Leonel felt a sting in his eyes as he observed Calvin and Alexis together as if witnessing a reflection of the past.
He and Alexis had once shared such closeness.
Unable to bear it any longer, Leonel hastened his steps.
He didn't quite understand what he was trying to escape from, but he knew he couldn't endure another moment there.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
His assistant encouraged him to head to the hospital.
However, he declined and made his way straight back to the villa. To his surprise, he found Waylen sitting on the sofa, sipping tea as though he had been waiting for him.
“Mr. Fowler.” Leonel spoke softly, hoping to slip past him and head upstairs.