As she went about her tasks, Leonel's gaze remained fixed on her.

When she approached the bed to retrieve the two empty bottles, Leonel reached for them before she could.

He then hurled the red wine bottle forcefully against the wall, sending shards flying in all directions.

In the chaos, Alexis' arm was nicked, blood seeping from the wound.

Leonel's eyes blazed with rage as he jeered.

"I warned you not to bother me! Can't you understand that? Alexis, why subject yourself to such humiliation? Live your own life! Why compel me to be with you? Even men get tired too."

Alexis blinked, observing the blood trickle from her arm. In the silence that followed, only the sound of their breathing filled the room.

Tension hung thick in the air.

Alexis looked up at him, her gaze lingering for a while before she offered a sad smile. "Leonel, you said you're tired, and truth be told, so am I. Maybe what I desire is nothing more than wishful thinking. At this moment, I believe it's best to honor your decision. From now on, I won't trouble you anymore. I'll refrain from concerning myself with you in the name of love. I understand it would only exhaust you. I almost forgot we're divorced. I apologize. I shouldn't have done any of that.”

As Alexis spoke, a sharp pain struck her heart.

She grasped her chest, a wave of agony sweeping through her. She could handle Leonel's childish antics and even his taunts involving Hester because she knew none of it was real.

But now, Leonel's actions had crossed a line.

Previously, Leonel had been hurt, but Alexis had endured just as much pain too.

A trace of sadness appeared in her eyes. She blinked softly and said, "Leonel, if I had a choice, I wish it had been me who got hurt in that accident."

She believed that if she were the injured one, if she had lost a leg and was no longer seen as perfect, she would have accepted her fate calmly and pursued the love she desired with genuine sincerity, instead of pushing others away so harshly.

She had always been surrounded by love, giving her the strength to face anything.

She couldn't grasp why Leonel, despite receiving immense love from many who genuinely cared for him, chose to shut himself off from everyone.

He constantly claimed he had settled all his debts with her, that they were square, and that her love only exhausted him.

Alexis felt that exhaustion too.

When she first brought him home, Alexis was filled with excitement, but all Leonel wanted was to get away. In time, he left, his goodbye nothing more than a letter.