He walked back and forth with Evelyn in his arms for over ten minutes before finally tucking her into bed. Her cheeks were ruddy, which made her look much healthier than before.

Leonel kissed her on the forehead.

He took a closer look at the child. She looked like a combination of him and Alexis.

Evelyn truly was their daughter.

That was why Alexis was willing to sacrifice everything for Evelyn, even if it meant living with Leonel.

With a faint smile, Leonel stroked Evelyn's cheek before finally leaving her room.

He came to the balcony.

It had a great view of the whole of the Fowler villa. Leonel recalled an evening when he and Alexis had exchanged glances here. It was a time when he had just returned from abroad, and she had not forgiven him yet.

Perhaps even until now, she hadn't forgiven him completely.

She was just making do with him.

But this was all his fault. Alexis had everything prior to him; all she wanted was pure and loyal love.

However, he couldn't even give her that.

He thought that maybe no matter what he did, she would never believe that he only loved her.

He stood on the balcony and lit a cigarette, taking long, slow drags from it.

After dinner that evening, Leonel took Alexis and Evelyn back to their own villa.

When they got out of the car, he carried their suitcases out of the trunk and joked with a smile, “How long were you two planning on staying there? I don't even bring this much stuff when I go abroad on business trips!"

The family of three headed inside. Leonel, however, didn't let Alexis unpack and insisted on doing it himself.

He opened one suitcase and found it was full of Evelyn's stuff.

There were children's books and all kinds of toys.

Leonel stared at them for a long time. Then he looked at Evelyn, thinking that Evelyn's character was more like Elva's and Olivia's than her own parents’.