Alexis had accidentally cut her finger, which was now bleeding.

Leonel gently held her hand and said, "You silly, why didn't you apply pressure?”

Given Alexis' known clotting disorder, she was normally extremely cautious.

Seeing his concerned face, she pressed her lips together and said, “It's really nothing. It's just a tiny cut!"

But Leonel couldn't shake off his worry.

Eventually, when the bleeding persisted, he had to put her coat on her and politely excused them, deciding to take her to the hospital.

While they were on their way, Alexis felt guilty and said, “Mrs. Gibson is almost done with the meal."

Leonel didn't say a word.

He opened the car door for her, and Alexis let out a gentle sigh.

“Okay, let's go."

At the hospital, the doctor gave her some medicine. Once she took a tablet, the bleeding ceased.

“What do you think, should we return for dinner? Mr. Gibson seemed eager to speak with you," Alexis suggested.

Leonel ignited the car's engine. “We'll do it another time."

Alexis was slightly disappointed-Connie's cooking had seemed enticing.

Once they reached Leonel's apartment, he quietly shifted things around and began preparing a meal for her, but he was noticeably silent.

Feeling somewhat touched by his care, Alexis approached the kitchen and embraced him from behind. "What's bothering you? It was only a minor cut!"

Leonel stopped for a brief moment.

Then he expressed his concern in a gentle voice. “Imagine if this had happened during childbirth. What if you couldn't stop bleeding then, Alexis?"

It seemed he had momentarily overlooked her medical condition and was just preoccupied with the thought of having children.

His deepest desire was to have a child.