Waylen responded, “If he dares to leave, I’ll break his legs!”
Leonel remained seated, clutching the passport. After some contemplation, he placed a phone call.
“Antonia, please have the accountant assist me in organizing my assets in Acoiclya.”
He further confirmed, “Yes, I’m planning to stay in Duefron to develop my career.”
Downstairs, Edwin had just completed giving Alexis a massage and retired to his room.
Meanwhile, Laura slumbered on.
As a designer, she often operated on a reversed day-and-night schedule, making it challenging for her to rise early in the morning.
She slept soundly, and Edwin slyly slid his hand beneath the blanket, teasing her.
He gently pinched her playfully.
Laura awoke, her cheeks flushing red as she attempted to move his hand aside. Edwin seized the opportunity to slip under the covers, taking her in a warm embrace.
A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y
Resting her head on his shoulder, Laura inquired, “Did Alexis return?”
“She’s back,” Edwin replied.
He sighed softly.
“She reeks of alcohol. They must’ve had a heated argument outside.”
As he spoke, he cast a glance at the girl in his arms. While he deeply adored Alexis’ character, admiration was one thing. If she were his girlfriend, he’d find it a tad overwhelming.
Edwin himself possessed a strong-willed nature.
Leonel on the other hand, had always been remarkably accommodating toward Alexis.
His mind drifted for a moment. While he was lost in thought, Laura attempted to go back to sleep, but Edwin promptly caught her, harboring intentions of intimacy. However, Laura firmly declined, her eyes gleaming with resolve.
“We’re in your Uncle Waylen’s house! Not here, please!”
“Why not?”
Edwin kept teasing her.
Lying together on the bed, they delved into the topic of marriage.
Laura was eager with a strong desire to design her own wedding gown.
Edwin consented, albeit reluctantly, reluctant to see her toil so ardently.