NovelEnglishChapter 2705 Half an hour later, Alexis emerged, wearing a modest two-piece pajama set, clearly an attempt to temper any desires.
Leonel put away his phone, eyeing her attire.
He teased, almost provocatively, “Rest assured, | won't touch you now.
We can't conceive at the moment, and with Evelyn here, what could | possibly do?” “You're overthinking,” Alexis responded, her tone even more indifferent and restrained than his.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtLeonel let out a soft chuckle and, once Alexis was settled on the far side of the bed, turned off the light.
The room plunged into darkness, and Alexis found herself unable to sleep.
After a while, she broke the silence with a whisper. “We could actually consider in vitro fertilization. It wouldn't be much of a hassle.” There was a brief pause before Leonel responded, his voice laced with sarcasm, “You seemed to really enjoy the other night. If IVF was your intention, why not mention it from the start? Bringing it up now, after everything, seems a bit late, doesn't it?” His words were pointed, yet Alexis seemed to have grown used to his sharp tone.
Perhaps too tired to argue, she focused on Evelyn, gently holding the child's tiny fingers, her gaze resting on her little face in the dim light. In moments like these, Alexis found solace in her daughter, making all the endurance worthwhile.
Leonel watched her silently, analyzing her every move.
To him, it seemed like Alexis hadn't truly considered their relationship at all. She appeared like a puppet, being with him solely for the sake of having a child, without any real consideration for their future together.
This thought pained him deeply, but he kept it to himself.
He wanted to ask her about her feelings towards Calvin, but his pride held him back from repeating the question. Instead, he wrestled with a mix of love and resentment for Alexis, desiring to possess her yet feeling uncomfortable with the situation.
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As the night wore on, Alexis eventually fell asleep in the wee hours.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmLeonel quietly got up and stepped into the hallway for a cigarette, a futile attempt to quell his inner conflict.
Alexis was his only source of solace, and he longed for her to show any emotion towards him-laughter, anger, even a slap-anything but this cold detachment.
After extinguishing the cigarette, Leonel returned to the bed, his mood slightly colder.
Lying behind Alexis, he tenderly wrapped his arms around her slender frame, his hands softly stroking her waist. His actions conveyed a deep, unspoken desire for intimacy and connection.
Alexis could feel the heat emanating from Leonel's body behind her.
His hand on her waist was a sensation she couldn't ignore. They had both been abstinent for three years, and their recent encounters were far from enough to quell their desires.
However, Alexis wasn't ready for more.
When Leonel’s hand wandered to her back, she found herself whispering, “Didn't you have a vasectomy?”
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