A softened expression crossed Leonel's face. Gazing elsewhere, he remarked, “I find it intriguing."

Alexis offered no response.

In reality, she understood that Leonel simply desired to integrate into her life as quickly as possible. A man of his temperament couldn't actually find Milo and the others particularly engaging.

Alexis refrained from further comment, leaning back against the seat in silence.

Leonel tossed a coat onto the seat behind her, advising, “Wrap it around yourself. Don't catch a cold."

Alexis delicately draped the coat over her shoulders.

Before starting the car, Leonel dimmed the lights, repositioned himself, and asked in a hushed tone, "Alexis, what do you think?

After all that happened today, do you believe we can start over?"

Alexis became more contemplative.

Matching his subdued tone, she queried, “Aren't we already good? Why this question?"

Leonel leaned in, cradling the back of her head, and whispered, with foreheads touching, "No need to feign ignorance. You understand what I mean. I spoke of love, not settling."

Refusing her escape, he sought a direct response. He yearned for her answer.

With a lowered gaze, Alexis replied, "It's just been a day. How could I possibly know?"

"Then in a week, a month, a year... even ten years. As long as you're by my side, you'll figure it out one day, alright?”

In a subdued tone, Alexis observed, “Leonel, you're seeking a promise from me again."

“Will you grant it or not?"

Leonel asked, his gaze penetrating.

Rather than responding verbally, Alexis leaned in and kissed him on the lips. Following the kiss, she embraced him and uttered, “Drive.

Evelyn has dozed off."

Additionally, Ollie had missed dinner, evident in its resentful eyes.