Leonel whispered in her ear again, "You've just given birth, so you're still delicate. Let me help you wash up. I promise, I don't have any other intentions. Would you like me to swear to God on this?"

Alexis murmured nonchalantly, "Save it. A man's promise is the least valuable thing in this world."

Leonel drew nearer and spoke in a low, husky voice. “Alright, tell me your plan then. I'm listening, Alexis."

Outside, the night was dark and quiet, while inside, the room was brightly lit and beautiful. Alexis, dressed in a white nightdress, had her long, dark brown hair flowing down her back. Though he had never entertained thoughts of intimacy with her at this moment, Leonel still felt drawn to her.

He found himself unable to resist wrapping his arms around Alexis‘ waist, holding her tightly.

It felt as though he was embracing his entire world.

The night grew even quieter. Alexis made no move to push Leonel away, nor did she say anything to discourage him. After years of tormenting each other, they both seemed exhausted. This moment held a magical quality, somehow soothing their wounds.

Suddenly, Leonel whispered in her ear, “Alexis.”

But Alexis remained silent, offering no response.

Though feeling a bit disappointed, Leonel refrained from taking any action. Instead, he continued to hold her in his arms in silence.

After a while, Alexis spoke up softly. "I'm feeling a bit tired. We've been standing here for quite some time, you know."

Considering her condition, Leonel lifted her gently and guided her to the bathroom.

Alexis was so weak that she couldn't muster the strength to resist.

Carefully, Leonel settled her onto the edge of the bathtub. Concerned about her comfort and warmth, he placed a thick bath towel beneath her. After turning on the heating, Leonel began unbuttoning her nightgown. The row of tiny buttons proved to be a challenge, causing strain on his eyes. He asked softly, "This dress has so many buttons. Is it convenient for you to feed the baby at night?"

Upon hearing that, Alexis was rendered speechless.

Leonel half-squatted beside the bathtub after unbuttoning Alexis‘ dress. As the water filled the tub he cleared his throat halfway, and asked, “Are you feeling cold? I can adjust the heating if you'd like."

Shaking her head, Alexis replied, “No, thank you. Actually, I'm sweating."

At her words, Leonel reached out and gently touched her back through the thin fabric of her nightgown.

Alexis' body tensed up instantly.

With one hand holding her legs to prevent her from moving, Leonel spoke in a low voice. "It's cold sweat due to your weakened health."