I won't stray from your side.

I'm committed to remaining with the Fowler family for the entirety of my life, tending to your parents and siblings." He could only hope she would afford him a second chance.

Alexis soon pulled herself together.

She gently pushed him away, saying, "Weren't you heading downstairs to dispose of the trash? Why haven't you done so?"

"Okay, just refrain from crying."

"I wasn't crying!"

Leonel smiled tenderly, playfully nipping at her beautiful, straight nose.

Alexis chided, "Are you trying to act like a dog?"

Nonetheless, he enveloped her waist, drawing her closer. Subsequently, he kissed her rosy lips. Swaying and stumbling, they reached the sofa, where he hastily began to unbuckle his belt.

In the brightly-lit room, under the grand crystal chandelier, Alexis steadfastly resisted.

With a slightly flushed face, she rebuked, "You jerk! That's enough!

Be cautious, or you'll exhaust yourself prematurely."

She lost count of how many times they engaged in it last night.

Now he harbored a desire for another round?!

Leonel's face bore a noticeable flush, signifying his strong desire.

However, with Alexis unwilling and he partly undressed, the ambiance became awkward.

Gazing at her, he whispered, “Miss Fowler, I'm merely 28! Men my age entertain such thoughts daily."

Furthermore, in her presence, his self-control evaporated entirely.

Alexis playfully kicked him, saying, “Head downstairs and dispose of the trash!"

Leonel grinned amiably, standing to straighten his attire. Winking at her, he zipped up his trousers.