She was now stable but remained unconscious.

Transferred to the VIP ward, Alexis faintly heard her parents talking and her baby crying nearby.

Her fingers twitched slightly.

It wasn't until dusk that Alexis finally awoke. Opening her eyes, she was met by Rena's worried gaze.

"Mom! Where is the baby?" Alexis' voice was hoarse as she spoke.

Quickly, Waylen picked up Cordelia and brought her to Alexis. “Look, she resembles you so much."

Turning her head, Alexis gazed at the delicate baby resting beside her pillow and gently caressed her. Suddenly, Cordelia's face scrunched up; she turned red and began to cry.

They realized her diaper was wet.

Wanting to spare Rena the effort, Waylen took over, swiftly changing the diaper and using warm water to clean the baby. He chuckled.

"Alexis, I never took care of you like this when you were Little."

Being a premature baby herself, Alexis had spent her first two years of life in a lab.

She managed a weak smile.

Her memories of that time were vague; she mostly recalled being asleep. However, she did remember a very handsome man who visited occasionally. He would talk to her and gaze at her through the incubator's glass, his face always a mask of nostalgia and regret.

Much how Like Leonel looked... right now.

Thinking of Leonel caused Alexis’ expression to darken.

Waylen, understanding his daughter deeply, sensed her thoughts and said softly, "He's outside. He said he wanted to see you and the baby."

Alexis buried her face in the pillow, feeling exhausted.

After a bit, she murmured, "Dad, I need a breather. Tell him he can come back in a few days."

Waylen stayed quiet, swiftly settling baby Cordelia in her stroller.

The little one blinked, still getting used to the world just inches away. Her eyes wide open, she gave a tiny shake of her head.