Female NovelChapter 2414 She simply sat there in silence, savoring her cocktail.
Leonel stood a few meters away, silently observing her. She preferred getting intoxicated alone over sharing a meal with him.
Alexis also saw him.Contents belong to NovelDrama.Org
They looked at each other without saying anything...
At that moment, a well-dressed man approached and offered to buy Alexis a drink.
She was distracted, and she didn't notice it.
The man audaciously encircled his arm around Alexis’ slender waist and whispered something into her ear. Just as she was about to frown and decline, Leonel had already seized the man by the collar.
Leonel swung a powerful punch at the man.
“Don’t you fucking touch her!” A scream erupted from the bar as the man staggered backward, colliding with a table and sending it toppling over.
The glass shattered.
Leonel didn't believe the previous punch was sufficient. He hoisted the man by his collar and delivered another blow. The man appeared to be a good-looking individual who lacked the ability to defend himself.
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The man groaned on the floor.
Leonel wrote a check and tossed it onto the man. Then, he took hold of Alexis and pulled her away from the scene.
Throughout the entire incident, Alexis remained remarkably composed.
‘When men engaged in altercations on her behalf, it didn’t affect her in the least, let alone Leonel’s underlying intentions...
‘Others might not know, but Alexis was clear about it.
Leonel just...
He simply couldn't bear the thought of losing her. The fact that they had been apart for eight years due to his own choices, or that she might not be his for the remainder of his life, drove him to lose control of his emotions.
Leonel’s hand was injured and showed signs of bruising.
But he paid no heed to his injuries. He squinted his eyes and fixed his gaze on Alexis. In the next moment, he pressed her against the body of the sports car.
In the dark of the night, Leonel was unlike the composed elite he appeared to be during the daytime.
He resembled an injured and primal beast.
He buried his face beside Alexis’ neck and spoke in a_ hoarse, anguished voice.
“Alexis, tell me what I should do. What do I need to do to bring us back together?” With a faint smile, Alexis replied, “The past is in the past. We can’t turn back the clock.” Perhaps it was because Leonel appeared particularly vulnerable that she was more considerate towards him.
“I'll take you to the hospital,” she offered.
Leonel refused, whispering, “Calvin is in the hospital. Aren't you concerned that he'll be jealous when he sees us together?”