The tears mirrored the anguish etched on Leonel's countenance.

Silently, Alexis departed.

Returning to the apartment, she refrained from packing her belongings but secured only her passport and identification.

Boasting visas for numerous countries, she possessed the flexibility to fly at her convenience.

Later that day, she prepared to board a flight to Alsilia. At the airport, she dialed Waylen, declaring, "Dad, call off my wedding with Leonel."

Waylen found himself stunned.

He inquired anxiously, but Alexis responded casually, “We're not compatible. Dad, the plane is taking off. Goodbye."

Swiftly terminating the call, Alexis proceeded into the passageway.

Waylen stared at the phone in a daze for a long time. Then, as soon as the line disconnected, he dialed Leonel's number and shouted, "Leonel, what's going on? Why did Alexis want to call off the wedding? What did you do? Is there another woman involved?"

Leonel, caught off guard, instinctively denied any wrongdoing.

His gaze shifted to a coat in his car, inadvertently abandoned by Serenity.

A sudden realization dawned. Alexis took notice of it.

Panic seized Leonel, and his voice was strained. "Dad, please make Alexis stay."

Waylen responded coldly, "She's already left. She called me at the airport. I have no idea where she went."

The phone slipped from Leonel's grasp, fracturing into two pieces.

Frantically, Leonel raced back to the apartment, slamming the door shut. The surroundings mirrored their usual state-Alexis had only consumed half of the breakfast he prepared, leaving behind half a glass of milk, a customary routine.

He sprinted to the bedroom and dressing room.

Her belongings remained untouched.

Only her ID and passport were missing.

On the bedside table, a gleaming diamond ring he had gifted her rested.