Alexis had her drink and Leonel’s hand was injured, so neither of them could drive. Eventually, Alexis summoned her driver to transport them to the hospital.
At the medical facility, Leonel underwent an X-ray examination.
The results revealed a broken bone on his palm, rendering Alexis momentarily speechless.
“You’re rather delicate. Why did you brawl with that man?” she chided, puzzled by his choice.
Leonel remained tight-lipped, allowing the nurse to cast his hand in plaster. The nurse was surprised as she rarely encountered such a handsome patient.
Of course, she had never laid eyes on anyone as striking as Alexis.
Alexis exuded an air of sophistication.
Her facial features and figure were impeccable. Clad in a shirt, her curves were accentuated by the way it hugged her breasts and tapered her waist.
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The nurse couldn’t help but conjure mental images of Leonel and Alexis together.
Lost in thought, she became careless and inadvertently inflicted further discomfort upon Leonel.
Leonel sought solace, burying his face in the comforting curve of Alexis’ soft belly. She playfully tugged at his ebony locks and remarked, “Leonel, you’re nearly thirty. Do you think you’re still a baby?”
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The nurse discreetly smiled from her amusement, covering her mouth with her hand.
Leonel nestled against Alexis, his voice a hushed murmur.
“It really hurts.”
Alexis disapproved of his mischievous demeanor and warned, “When you return, you better not divulge the real cause of your injury.”
Leonel glanced up at her.
Then, after a lengthy pause, he whispered, “Aren’t you somewhat responsible for my injury? If you evade your duty, I can always summon that person to initiate legal action. I’ll make it a public spectacle. Miss Fowler, I doubt you’d want the entire world privy to this gossip, would you?”
Alexis responded with a contemptuous sneer.
“Humph! Looks Like that’s all you picked up while abroad,” she retorted, a sardonic edge to her tone.
Turning the tables, she inquired, “How, pray tell, am I responsible for this? Shall I marry you, then?”
Leonel gingerly flexed his injured hand, his words deliberate.
“I’m not that greedy. I’ll stay at your place until my hand heals, and you should look after me in the meantime.”
Arms folded across her chest, Alexis peered at him skeptically.
“Did you injure yourself on purpose?” she inquired.