"I'd rather stay here with you more," Leonel replied.

Rena simply smiled and said, "That's very nice of you. But I should also go see how your Dad is doing. He rarely drinks these days, but he had a bit too much to drink last night."

Leonel understood why.

He nodded and walked with Rena upstairs, and then headed to the third floor himself, where Alexis was still sleeping.

She had a habit of hiding her face under the blanket while sleeping.

On the white pillow, only some strands of her black hair were exposed.

Leonel settled beside the bed and gently reached under the blanket.

"Time to wake up!"

Alexis was hesitant and didn't want to leave the bed. She muffled, "I didn't get enough sleep. It's my day off and I want to sleep a bit more!"

Leonel then lay down beside her, enveloping her in his embrace, along with the blankets.

He pulled back the covers slightly and whispered in her ear, "I didn't tire you out last night, did I? You've already had 10 hours of sleep; do you really need more?"

Alexis snuggled further into the covers in response.

Leonel felt defeated and said in a hoarse voice, "You naughty little one!"

Her hand emerged from the covers and pulled at his belt while she murmured, "Look who's talking, Mr. Douglas!"

Leonel held her hand.

He stared at her deeply as if he wanted to devour her.

He couldn't persuade her to get up in the end. But deep down, he didn't mind pampering her a bit.

When he finally made his way downstairs, he found Waylen already awake.

Despite feeling hung-over, he radiated energy and vitality, appearing more than capable of keeping Rena happy forever.

Leonel called him.