Alexis spilled the details she was informed.

Leonel pondered for a beat.

"I know some top-notch hematologists over at Acoiclya. I'll give them a buzz later to check on Calvin.”

Alexis found his generosity a bit unexpected.

In an unprecedented move, she slipped her arms around him. Her voice became tender.

"You don't strike me as the benevolent type."

"It's all because I love you!

Maybe your father has a point. When faced with a love rival you can't beat, turn them into your family. Calvin seems ripe for the picking. Tomorrow, let him know he's got new parents on the block.

Alexis found herself at a loss for words.

It dawned on her. Leonel had indeed been schooled by her dad, a chip off the old block.

She released herself from his embrace.

Yet, Leonel snagged her hand, drawing her closer.

The pot exuded a tantalizing aroma.

Holding her close, he gently said, “Alexis, by sharing this with me, you're showing you trust me, right?"

"Perhaps."

Alexis's tone remained light.

"But remember, you're still on track to move out by the end of the week.”

Leonel offered a faint smile.

He reheated her dinner and stayed by her side as she ate, and then took care of the dishes.

In her chaotic life, Alexis couldn't deny that Leonel's presence brought her a measure of comfort.