Considering her injured leg, he chose a comfortable pair of pants and a blouse to dress her in, ensuring that she was comfortable.

The clothes were soft and snug. In a quiet voice, Evelyn asked, “Why are you so nice to me?"

Leonel, while helping her with her shoes, paused briefly. "Because I care about you."

Evelyn's affection for Leonel was evident, especially since he had given her the puppy. She clung to it, reluctant to leave.

Lost in thought, Leonel carried her downstairs, his mind set on cooking for her.

His culinary skills were impressive; the dishes he prepared were both delicious and visually appealing. Evelyn devoured a large portion of smashed potato with cheese and eagerly requested more.

"That's enough for now,"

Leonel advised, gently patting her full belly and shoulder, his emotions complex.

Previously, Evelyn had been more of an extension of his love for Alexis.

His affection for her was intertwined with his feelings for Alexis.

However, learning of Evelyn's illness and her daily struggles had shifted his perspective.

He was her father and felt a newfound desire to care for her himself, not just as part of his love for Alexis.

After a day of play at his place, Evelyn dozed off. He removed her shoes and tucked her into the soft bed, sitting silently by her side for a long while.

The responsibility of caring for her was delicate, he reflected.

Had Calvin assumed such a role before?

Evelyn stirred in her sleep, hugging the puppy and murmuring Calvin's name.

A shadow passed over Leonel's eyes. He softly caressed her face, and then turned his attention to business matters on his laptop. Around five in the afternoon, Alexis arrived to fetch Evelyn.

Seeing Alexis, Leonel's demeanor was cool. “You took your time. Is your life with Calvin so engrossing that you forgot all about Evelyn today?"

Alexis' lips tightened slightly.

Calvin was in the hospital, suffering from a deteriorating health condition that required a ten-day treatment.