Suddenly, he closed the door and slowly advanced towards her, backing her against the wardrobe door.

Their bodies were close, his head lowered towards her.

Alexis turned her face slightly, not entirely resisting him.

Leonel paused, his voice raspy with emotion. "So compliant! Why? Are you afraid that- I might get mad and refuse to get you pregnant?"

"It's not like that," she answered, her voice trembling slightly.

The previous night had been different. There had been a specific goal in mind, and alcohol had dulled her inhibitions.

But now, they were both sober, without any impulsive desires, and their child slept nearby.

Her face felt warm with his proximity, barely an inch away.

Leonel, observing her quivering lips, asked quietly, “Did you discuss this arrangement with Calvin?"

Alexis looked up at him.

Leonel lightly touched her earlobe, which seemed flushed. “Being with me, don't you owe him that much? After all, he's your current-boyfriend," he said, the last word tinged with bitterness.

He wanted to ask more, driven by the concerns any man might have in such a situation.

Understanding the typical concerns of any man in his position, Alexis regained her composure and offered a light smile. "No need. This is my own matter," she said.

Leonel nodded, acknowledging her point. "That's true," he conceded.

Then, as he reached for the doorknob, he added with resolve, "I want us to share a room. Also, I have surgery scheduled at the hospital tomorrow, and I want you there with me."

Alexis started to object. “It's only a minor operation"

“But I want you there," Leonel interjected firmly.

It wasn't about fear or a genuine need for her presence. He simply longed for her to be by his side for every significant moment in the future. His determination made it clear there would be no escaping this new arrangement.

Alexis chose not to argue further, understanding the necessity of his cooperation.

Leonel shut the door and leaned against it, surveying the room now shared with two additional occupants.