Albert held her waist as they kissed, their movements unsteady as they made their way to the edge of the bed and tumbled onto its soft surface. Gently pressing against her, he caressed her body, and then pressed his lips to hers, whispering, "What do you suggest?"

Jessie blushed, turning her face away as she bit her lip gently.

"How would I know? You figure it out."

Albert leaned in close, his breath warm and fiery against her skin.

The heat of his exhale enveloped her, offering comfort in the chilly night air. As his lips brushed against the delicate flesh behind her ear, a shiver ran down her spine. Unable to contain herself any longer, a soft moan escaped her Lips.

“Shame on you, Albert," Jessie chided, her voice breathless.

He remained unrushed. "Didn't you tell me to handle it on my own?"

Jessie's voice faltered. "I didn't mean for you to handle it Like this."

She heard her husband's chuckle, causing her face to flush even redder.

Then, Albert kissed her softly and whispered in a low, hoarse voice, "I'll be gentle."

Spring nights were really chilly.

While inside Albert and Jessie's bedroom, it was warm and cozy, but outside the Fowler residence, Leonel stood, enduring the cold breeze for much of the night.

With a heavy heart, he glanced at his phone, disappointed to find no response to the text he had sent.

Alexis was absent from Albert's wedding.

Leonel pondered whether Alexis skipped the wedding due to discomfort from fetal movements.

She remained silent.

In the late hours, Leonel found himself unable to resist the urge to reach for a pack of cigarettes in the car, attempting to extract one.

Despite having quit smoking, he felt compelled to indulge in a cigarette at this moment, longing for its rejuvenating effect.

The villa's gate swung open, revealing the butler's arrival.

Leonel tossed the cigarette case back into his car.