"Yes, I'm a bit fatigued," responded Leonel.

Attempting to shift away to the opposite side of the bed, Alexis found her hand ensnared by Leonel's grasp.

In a gravelly tone, Leonel inquired, "Where do you think you're headed?"

“Rest. We need to wake up early tomorrow and head to the hospital,”

Alexis responded.

Refusing to release her, Leonel retained his grip on her fingers, allowing her to clasp his waist. In the enveloping darkness, his voice took on an unusually gentle timbre. "Engage in conversation with me for a bit."

“What could we possibly discuss at this late hour?" Alexis queried.

Shifting position, Leonel gazed at her with unmistakable clarity in his eyes.

They enjoyed a rare calmness, with no fights or annoyances.

A sweet child, their shared offspring, was happily with them.

Leonel gently caressed Alexis' face as he engaged in casual conversation. "I've heard that you've picked up a peculiar habit lately. You enjoy bringing Ollie to bed."

Alexis offered an explanation. "He came to bed on his own accord."

Leonel's gaze lingered on Alexis for a brief moment before a gentle smile graced his features. Affirming, he concurred, “Indeed. He came to bed on his own and expressed a desire to sleep beside you. And guess what? So do 1!"

Continuing his conversation, Leonel rolled over, drawing closer and pressing himself against her.

His intentions were not driven by a particular agenda. He simply engaged in kisses, tender touches, and intimate moments with her.

Eventually, Alexis whispered, “Didn't you mention being tired?"

Brimming with affection, Leonel gazed into her eyes.

Positioned beneath him, Alexis felt his gentle touch as he leaned down, planting a kiss on her lips. “Alexis, I'm concerned about you," he expressed with sincerity.

Both of them were eager to have a child soon.

However, Alexis wasn't feeling well lately, and Leonel suggested she take a break.