Leonel offered a smile and congratulations, and then sighed.

"I, too, yearn to be a father. With Alexis carrying my children."

Observing Leonel's nonchalance, Edwin's heart burned with anger, his wedding night becoming the last thing he cared about.

The designer furniture met its demise under Edwin's fury.

He spat words at Leonel, "Keep dreaming!"

Leonel, under the shimmering light, met Edwin's rage with eyes that seemed to flicker with determination.

He said bluntly, "Indeed, I dream of having children with Alexis every night!"

Edwin's patience wore thin, and a scuffle ensued.

"Alexis is a person! Not an object for your whims!" Edwin retorted.

"Hah! You, raised in the Fowler family, now turn against them!" he continued.

"You're nothing but an ingrate!" Edwin snapped.

"I am, indeed! If Alexis won't be with me... Then let's burn it all down together!" Leonel's voice resonated with madness.

"You lunatic! You wish!"

Edwin's frustration peaked, their struggle mirroring old conflicts, each blow landing with intent.

In the end, both collapsed to the floor.

Leonel's health wasn't in its pink, and Edwin, who had overexerted himself tonight, was also tired, so neither of them had an edge.

After a brief respite, Edwin rose shakily, venting his anger with kicks towards Leonel. "You scoundrel! Drown in your riches!"

Leonel groaned hoarsely.

As Edwin left, settling into his car, he delayed starting the engine, opting instead to light a cigarette.

Smoke rings spiraled out as he mulled over the recent events. He thought Leonel had lost his mind.