This plate had been personally selected by Leonel.

With shaking hands, Alexis gently traced her fingers over the limousine's frame.

Disturbed by the commotion, the household staff emerged from their rooms, watching as Alexis tenderly touched the vehicle, her sorrow palpable. The moonlight illuminated her face, revealing eyes brimming with tears.

After a thorough inspection, Alexis confirmed it was indeed the same limousine Leonel had bought. She recognized the kitten Evelyn had secretly drew into the corner of the trunk-a detail unknown to Leonel.

The childish doodle was indeed intact.

Overwhelmed, Alexis burst into tears and then, strangely, began to laugh.

Witnessing this, the servants opted not to intrude on her moment; instead, they remained quietly by her side until she gradually regained her composure. "After the car accident, the limo was towed away for repair, but it was driven back the next day. Mr. Douglas was too rushed preparing for a business trip to pay it any mind. He won't be back until next month," explained Keira, who was considered the most trustworthy of the servants.

In a daze, Alexis felt that Keira's account must be accurate. It seemed Leonel truly was abroad on business, and the car accident wasn't as grave as she had feared.

The nightmares plaguing her recently might just be figments of her imagination.

With this thought, she was ready to depart.

Just then, Marcus from the Fowler family hurried over. He didn't offer any reproach; instead, he draped his coat over her shoulders and embraced her, saying, "Let's go home, Alexis!"

In a trance, Alexis nodded.

Before getting into the car, she couldn't resist one last glance at the villa where she had lived for so many years.

It was in this house that she had shared wonderful moments with Leonel.

It was also here that she had given him the silent treatment during tougher times.

Here, too, she had raised two children with him.

Yet, ultimately, they had parted ways, each heading in different directions.

Perhaps Leonel should never have come back from the very beginning.

Perhaps Alexis should never have asked Leonel to drive her to meet a client that night. If not for that evening, nothing would have developed between them. Leonel might have continued to stay overseas, and she might have lived her life in quiet reflection, only occasionally tinged with slight regrets about the past. Everything could have been fine.

Yet, having experienced so much together, Alexis found it hard to envision a life without Leonel-a life that might have seemed desolate and colorless.