Seeing Olivia's distress, Leonel gently pinched her cheek to reassure her.

Olivia hugged him, tears streaming down her face.

Despite her previous strong dislike for Leonel a few years back, he had consistently evoked tears from her recently. She couldn't understand how he could be both bad and good.

Feeling helpless, Leonel turned to Marcus, pleading, “Help me comfort her."

Marcus remained seated nearby. "She's your sister as well. What's more, her tears are now shed for you. Why don't you try to comfort her?" He suggested it gently.

Feeling like a bother, Olivia sniffled and declared, “I'll comfort myself."

Marcus grinned.

Leonel mirrored the smile. In that moment, Marcus placed a reassuring hand on Leonel's shoulder and expressed gratitude, saying, “Thanks once more for saving my sister."

Leonel met Marcus’ gaze with seriousness. "She's not just your sister; she's mine too."

Rolling his eyes, Marcus questioned, "And what man makes a move on his own sister, Leonel?"

With a cheeky smile, Leonel inquired, "Where's Alexis? Is she alright?"

Rena gently draped a coat over Leonel's shoulders, her voice soft as she spoke. “You've been in a coma for three days. Alexis stayed by your side all night last night. She went for a check-up and will be back soon."

Weakened, Leonel leaned against the headboard.

Just then, the door creaked open, revealing Alexis and Waylen. Alexis appeared unharmed aside from a few bruises, while Waylen held a thermos container with nourishing chicken soup.

Noticing that Leonel had woken up, Alexis stood in the doorway, her lips moving silently.

Leonel met her gaze as she approached.

After a moment, he extended his hand and said, “Come here."

She slowly walked over, lowering herself to a half-squat in front of the bed and resting her face against his lap without saying a word.

Gently, Leonel encircled her with his arms, murmuring softly, “Let's get marry after this, alright?"

He tenderly caressed her face, expressing his thoughts.