Yes, today was the day they had gotten married.
Leonel’s footsteps approached from behind. He came in, tossing his coat over a chair back before sitting opposite Alexis.
It was then that she noticed he was still wearing the same clothes from the morning, including the particularly elegant lapel pin. She rarely saw him dressed so formally- “If you wanted dinner with me, you could’ve called,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
“Would you have come home if I had called?” Leonel asked, his eyes downcast.
Alexis watched as he put away the velvet box, seemingly deciding not to give it to her.
She didn’t inquire about it and began to eat in silence.
After she took a bite, Leonel abruptly took the plate away, his tone harsh. “They’re cold. What if you have a stomach later?”
Alexis remained quiet, the tension between them palpable.
Leonel headed to the kitchen to reheat the dishes. Returning with the warmed food, he poured himself a glass of red wine. Alexis frowned at the sight. “You just had surgery. You shouldn’t be drinking.”
Instead of responding, Leonel pushed the glass towards her, hinting for her to drink. “It’s our wedding night,” he said.
Alexis hesitantly picked up the glass, swirled the wine gently, and finally took a sip, drinking half of it.
Leonel watched her closely before asking, “Have you made things clear with him? How did he take it? Is he okay with you marrying me? Did he argue with you?”
Putting down her glass, Alexis met Leonel’s gaze and spoke up slowly.
“Leonel, listen to me. Just because we’ve got married doesn’t mean I should endure your sarcasm all the time. Calvin is very important to me. If you can’t understand that—”
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Leonel cut her off, his smile casual, almost dismissive.
“What are you worried about? Mrs. Douglas, relax. I’m not petty- I just wonder if Calvin can handle knowing you’re with me, that the woman he cares about spends her nights in my bed. That at any moment, I can touch you, even be intimate with you. It must be maddening for him, right?”
Alexis stood up abruptly, but Leonel’s stern voice stopped her.
“Sit down. Did I say you could leave? As I mentioned, it is our wedding night.”
Alexis couldn’t help but frown.
The light of the Luxurious chandelier in the dining room fell on Leonel’s handsome face, highlighting his blank expression. “Sit down!” he repeated. “Dinner’s not over yet!”
Warily, Alexis sat down.
It took a lot of effort on her part to force a smile.
Finally, she gave up and asked, “Where is Evelyn?”
Leonel lifted the half-empty glass where she had been drinking from, his well-groomed appearance complimenting his every move.