Alexis' cheeks flushed.

She turned slightly away, teasing, “Focus on the road. What's on your mind?"

Leonel raised an eyebrow, his thoughts clear.

Beyond his hope for another child with Alexis, he was, after all, a man with normal desires. It wasn't unusual for a man his age to be intimate multiple times a week, and even twice in one night.

He knew Alexis' desires had mellowed over time.

But he remembered that day before his business trip when they made out in the bathroom. and Alexis had seemed quite spirited.

Such things mattered to men.

Glancing at Alexis in the mirror, Leonel could only see her profile.

Her hair seemed newly curled, the soft waves framing her delicate face and lending her a youthful appearance.

The night breeze was gentle, and such a lovely scene suddenly made him flip.

He cherished Alexis deeply, and it was natural for couples to express their love intimately. Yet, such a strong surge of love in his heart was rare for him.

In that moment, Leonel felt his heart race.

The sleek black luxury car came to a smooth stop.

Together, Alexis and Leonel carefully lifted Evelyn from the car.

Leonel led the way as Alexis followed, adjusting her scarf against the chilly night air.

Since their employers dined out, the household staff was in a relaxed mood, not having to prepare dinner.

The servant greeted the couple attentively when they returned. "Mrs. Douglas, would you like something to drink? Maybe some tea to warm you up?"

Alexis was about to respond, but Leonel interjected, "No, thank you."

He then instructed, “Prepare something for us to eat at around ten.”

The servant agreed with a smile.