A flicker of intensity shone in Leonel's eyes.

Alexis, sensing the moment's gravity, quickly excused herself. After a short while, she returned, dressed for the day, ready to join him for breakfast.

As usual, Leonel poured her a glass of milk and served sandwiches.

He behaved as if the recent events hadn't touched him, as though Kenneth's passing was a mere blip in his heart, something he had overcome in just half a day.

Alexis found it hard to discern his true feelings. She understood that Leonel needed his own time to process everything.

Sipping her milk, she was caught off guard by Leonel's soft words.

"Alexis, let's get married."

Alexis nearly spat the milk out of her mouth in surprise.

She was utterly taken aback.

His proposal, delivered in such a casual manner, felt more like their usual banter than a life-changing question.

The moment Alexis stirred, Leonel caught her hand, his voice rough with emotion. “Alexis, I mean it."

Alexis looked into his eyes, struggling for words. Finally, she managed to speak. "Isn't this too sudden?"

Leonel's smile was gentle. "You're already wearing the engagement ring. And if you desire something more romantic, I can make that happen. But first, you have to say yes."

"And if I don't agree, you won't make the arrangements, right?"

Alexis playfully challenged him.

A light chuckle escaped him, tinged with delight.

Alexis found herself momentarily speechless.

Leonel then asked, “Are you surprised? Come on, what's your answer?"

Alexis' response came with less hesitation. “Alright, go ahead and arrange it."

“I'm actually going to do it," Leonel affirmed.