Chapter 2487 He could have Mr. and Mrs. Fowler and his siblings.
But he had to also renounce his claim to Alexis. A man’s commitment bore such weight.
He was unwilling to give up on Alexis.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHe had already let her go once for 8 years; he couldn't do it again. This time, even if it meant losing everything, he wouldn't lose Alexis. Perhaps if he persisted, Alexis might take notice and come back.
With a faint smile, Leonel stated, “Mrs. Fowler, | am truly sorry.” Henceforth, Leonel never returned to the Fowler estate.
During the night, Alexis found herself in a bar, indulging in drinks.
Her beauty and affluence consistently drew a crowd of attractive and respectable individuals.
On that particular night, a young newcomer pursued her.
A 20-year-old with a fresh appearance.
Neat and appealing.
ANGELA'sLIBRARY In a sour mood, Alexis leaned on the bar counter and smiled. “I'll pay you $5 million to sing for me all night, alright?” Absolutely! As Alexis left the bar, a cold smirk played on her lips.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmExchanging money for happiness is such an efficient transaction! She thought.
She brought that young man home, lying on the couch as he played the guitar, singing for most of the night. As drowsiness took over, she gestured for him to leave, but he wished to stay, half-kneeling by the couch.
Alexis gently tapped his face. “Then come here. Let me tell you a story.” He moved closer to her.
Alexis, her eyes closed, murmured, “Once upon a time, an 8-year-old girl found a boy and took him home! The boy was handsome. She treated him with kindness, never anticipating that he would eventually depart. He belonged to the wilderness, not destined to be confined to her small world." The young man listened intently.
Alexis chuckled, tears streaking down her cheeks.
She drifted into slumber, a blanket tenderly covering her.
In the early morning, the apartment door swung ajar.
Leonel, carrying breakfast, was met with the sight of coats on the couch and two figures reclining there.