Leonel fixed his gaze on her for a moment.

Snuffing out the cigarette, Leonel followed Alexis into her apartment.

“With Calvin being in such a condition, how long are you planning to play as his nurse?"

Alexis tossed her briefcase onto the sofa.

Then she proceeded to pour herself a glass of ice-cold water. She took a leisurely sip before responding, “You're crossing boundaries here."

Leonel approached her, his tone earnest.

“I'm genuinely curious about the nature of your involvement. Are you his girlfriend or just a caring lover?"

Alexis set the glass aside.

She placed her hands outstretched before her and offered a sardonic smirk.

“Leonel, what answer are you hoping for?"

Leonel found himself growing irritated by her retorts.

Her words further irked him.

He cupped her face with his hands as if to initiate a kiss, but Alexis stopped him with two fingers.

“I'm exhausted. I really don't have the energy to deal with you."

She retrieved her wallet, extracted several hundred-dollar bills, and tossed them in his direction.

“Find yourself a woman."

The money slipped down from his body, and Leonel maintained a steady gaze upon her. After a prolonged silence, he spoke in a husky voice.

"Alexis, I genuinely want to start over with you."

“Have you ever sought my consent? Do I have to oblige just because you want to?"

Alexis persisted with a mocking tone, gesturing toward the exit.