But Leonel refused. "No, I'm not leaving. I'll stay here with you," he insisted.

Not wanting to waste her time with him any further, Alexis went back to her bedroom, but he followed her. The moment they stepped into the room, he pressed her against the door and kissed her wildly. He wanted to arouse her and invoke good memories of how things were between them.

But it was all in vain. Alexis did not feel moved at all.

"Control yourself, Leonel," she scolded him instead. “Is Anika not enough for you? Can't that woman satisfy you?"

Leonel's face turned pale as soon as he heard this.

Clenching his fists in anger, he coldly retorted, “Why don't you want to believe me? I told you I never had sex with her!"

But Alexis acted like she couldn't care less what he was saying.

As a result of the alcohol, she was feeling quite sleepy at the moment. She really needed to go to bed and get some much needed sleep. She told herself that after a good sleep, everything would be fine the next day and she would go back to being her old self.

So, ignoring Leonel, she climbed onto the big bed and tucked herself in.

Leonel wanted to join her, but he knew how much she hated his guts right now, so he changed his mind and slumped down on the sofa instead.

After the lights had been turned off, Alexis lay quietly on the bed, breathing evenly. Clearly, she had fallen asleep.

Leonel, on the other hand, lay there in the dark, his heart filled with pain.

Perhaps because he was too tired, Leonel slept all through the night.

When he finally woke up in the morning, the sunlight was shining into the bedroom through the gauze curtain, making the room warm and cozy. The furniture looked just as it had always been. In fact, he could even smell the scent of Alexis' body wash.

ALL of these combined made him fall into a trance-like state.

He sat up and stared blankly at his surroundings, unable to tell whether it was reality or it was just a dream.

But all of a sudden, he felt a sharp pain on his face, which immediately reminded him of what had happened the previous day.

"Alexis!" he called out.

Without waiting for a response, he jumped up from the sofa and rushed downstairs. As he ran down, he thought he could see Alexis sitting at the dining table. After all, she always had breakfast at home.

But to his surprise, when he got to the dining room, he found that there was nobody seated there.