As Alexis rose, she smiled. "Dad, go take a shower! I can tell it was quite intense."

With that, she swiftly departed.

Waylen found himself without anyone to vent his irritation to.

Upon Alexis' departure, she received a call from Leonel, his voice soothing. "Did Mr. Fowler summon you for a conversation?"

Alexis sat in her car.

Casually chatting with him, she had one hand on the steering wheel, the other holding her phone.

“So, Leonel, you have your informants at my place!"

He chuckled softly. “How else could I successfully pursue my wife?"

Alexis paused.

Reflecting on her father's comments, Edwin's inquiries, and her feelings for Leonel, for the first time, she asked him, "Leonel, are you serious? Are you genuinely committed? Can I trust that you won't leave without cause, won't become unreachable, and won't bring up the idea of parting again?"

There was a moment of silence on the line.

His voice was somewhat hoarse and trembling when he spoke up.

He reassured her, “I'm serious! Alexis, I won't leave you again Alexis felt a lump in her throat.

Finally, after eight years of separation, she was prepared to admit her lingering feelings for him, still open to granting him a second chance. Her voice husky, she asked, "Where are you? I want to see you!"

Over the phone, Leonel's tone carried an unmistakable tenderness.

"I'm currently at the company!"

There was no mention of him being in a meeting.

Alexis responded directly, "I'll be right there!"

Leonel swallowed audibly, his voice husky as he responded, “Alright!

Give me a call when you reach. I'll be waiting for you."