NovelFinishChapter 3776
Alexis had seen signs that Leonel still harbored feelings for her, though his pride prevented him from admitting
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He feared her disdain or pity.
In truth, Alexis neither pitied Leonel nor sought to repay a debt to him.
If she had to pinpoint her motive, it was simply that her feelings for him persisted.
Having heard her resolve, Waylen held back further comment.
Since the car accident, he trusted that Leonel would no longer harm Alexis.
Their future would be up to them and them alone.
As a proud man himself, Waylen suspected that even if Alexis changed her mind, Leonel might not reciprocate.
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After getting her wound treated, Alexis ascended the stairs.
As Waylen was about to request a tea refill from a servant, he noticed Rena at the doorway.
Surprised, he asked, “What brings you back so suddenly? Did you overhear our conversation?”
Rena nodded, and then stepped into the drawing room, gazing thoughtfully upstairs.
Having shared decades together, Waylen knew Rena’s concerns for Alexis.
He embraced her, whispering, “They've both been scarred before.
Let’s give them a chance to mend things! They've grown wiser through their trials, especially about their
relationship.
After a weighty pause, Rena queried, “So, the man Alexis mentioned the other day, she wasn’t serious about him
Waylen chuckled and teased, “Well, my dear, did it really take you this long to figure it out?”
The following day, Leonel was in a sour mood and chose not to go into the office, opting instead to work from
home.
In the afternoon, after waking from his nap, he heard noises downstairs, like something heavy dragging across
the floor.
Was someone moving in?
Could it be... Alexis?
With that thought, Leonel hastily slipped on his robe and descended the stairs.
However, instead of Alexis, he found several movers in uniforms bustling about, shifting large and small boxes
into the hall while the servants looked on bewildered.
Relieved at seeing Leonel, Nova approached him respectfully.
“Mr.
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Douglas, I'm unsure why these items were delivered here or who sent them.
How should we handle this?”
Leonel eyed the suitcases.
Though understated, their quality was unmistakable.
It had to be Alexis.
But what the hell did she want?
Approaching the couch to get his jacket, Leonel pulled out a wad of cash from his wallet and offered it to the
movers.
“Take this money and return these items!”
As the saying went, “Money often opens doors.
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