Leonel paused, momentarily surprised.

It wasn't his intention; he only wanted to prevent Alexis from departing. Numerous explanations surged within him, all devoid of any intention to strike her.

However, he understood that no explanation could undo the occurrence.

A slap was the result of her comments about Serenity.

That was an undeniable truth.

Tenderly cradling her head, Leonel attempted to evaluate her condition, saying, "Allow me to assess the extent of the injury.”

Alexis forcefully pushed him aside.

Lifting her gaze, her eyes met his with a cold and distant expression.

Leonel's heart was pierced with an indescribable pain, and his voice was rough and unsteady. “Let's set everything else aside for now, Alexis. We can talk about that later, but now, I need to take you to the hospital."

"What other things do we have to talk about?"

Alexis's laughter was cold and scornful. Rising gradually, she moved past him towards the door.

While passing each other, Leonel extended his hand, but she brushed it off.

Swiftly reaching the door, she suddenly collapsed.

"Alexis!

Alexis!"

In the hospital, late into the night, Alexis received a diagnosis of a mild concussion, necessitating an overnight stay for observation.

Having settled the fees, Leonel returned to her room.

Alexis was awake, elevated in bed, gazing into the night through the window, lost in contemplation.

“Do you feel hungry? I can fetch some food."

Without meeting his gaze, she responded softly, "Go back home. My assistant will come to stay with me."