During those intimate moments, Alexis habitually wrapped her arms around his neck, whispering, “Leonel, enough with the mole."

Lost in reminiscence, Leonel couldn't resist running his fingers through her hair.

Sensing his touch, Alexis turned her head.

When their eyes met, a brief moment of silence ensued.

Alexis pursed her lips and strolled into the living room. Leonel remained indoors until he tidied up the bedsheet.

Seated at the table, Alexis scrolled through her phone.

Leonel served the heated food and placed it on the table. Though tempted to snatch her phone away and advise against playing, he restrained himself, opting for a gentle suggestion. "Save the phone time for after dinner."

Alexis glanced at him, complying by stowing her phone.

Leonel served Alexis a bowl of soup and, as she sipped, inquired casually, “Didn't you have work at the law firm today?"

Alexis hesitated.

She offered a faint smile, saying, “Don't I have the duty of keeping you company?"

Clearly, it wasn't a sweet sentiment. How could Leonel be oblivious?

Yet he chose to feign ignorance.

Leonel showcased his culinary skills, and Alexis, mindful of her stomach, savored the meal.

After dinner, she settled onto the sofa, engrossed in her phone.

She downloaded a few games, deeming them entertaining.

With housework completed, Leonel joined Alexis on the sofa. He powered up the TV, enveloping her in a tender embrace. A romantic movie played on the screen. Kissing her forehead, he suggested, "This is a film you've mentioned. Interested in watching together?"

Alexis carried on with her game.

She casually replied, “Maybe I'll catch it some other time."

Leonel remained silent. Perhaps, having compelled her to accept him, he chose to yield to her in other aspects of life.