ReadGoodChapter 3795
The servant, startled, felt a surge of sadness.
Unable to persuade Alexis to stay, she hurried back inside to find Leonel.
Inside the bedroom, broken glass littered the floor, and Leonel was propped against the bed with a vacant look.
However, the servant noticed tears glinting in his eyes.
Brushing this aside, she blurted out, “The rain is pouring, but Miss Fowler is set on leaving! | noticed her arm was
bleeding.
Doesn't she have a clotting disorder? What if something happens? Mr.
Douglas...”
Leonel, shocked, asked in disbelief, “Alexis is bleeding?”
The servant nodded and replied, “Yes, Miss Fowler has several cuts on her arm.
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Weren't you aware, Mr.
Douglas?”
Leonel was caught off guard.
The room had been too dark earlier, and they had just finished a heated argument.
He genuinely hadn't noticed her injuries.
If he had seen them, he would never have let Alexis leave.
In his panic, he hurried downstairs.
His movements were clumsy.
As he stepped onto the pebble path in the courtyard, the slick stones nearly made him slip.
A servant held an umbrella with one hand and supported him with the other.
In that moment, Leonel set aside his pride and dignity.
Struggling, he made it to the gates of the villa.
Alexis was being held up by the guards.
She sat silently in the car.
The rain pounded heavily, and although the windshield wipers moved back and forth, they couldn't keep the rain
at bay.
Her vision blurred.
It was hard to distinguish whether it was because the rain or tears in her eyes.
Limping forward, Leonel tapped on the car window, his voice barely audible over the storm.
“Get out!”
Alexis turned to look at him, her expression calm as she met his eyes.
Separated by the glass, Leonel could see the blood dripping from her arm.
Alexis looked numb.
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Her face was pale, and she trembled as she pulled a pack of cigarettes from the console.
She lit one and filled the car with smoke before turning to Leonel.
As she rolled down the window, her voice was cold.
“Open the gate.
It was a rainy night, and Leonel looked very stern.
He bent down and noticed the alarming bloodstains on Alexis’ arm.
He had always thought of Alexis as a rational person, but now, he felt she had changed.
He refused to let her leave, reached in roughly, and forced the car door open.
“What are you doing? Didn't you say we were even? How is any of this your concern?”
Leonel pulled her out of the car.
Seeing the blood on her delicate arm, he loosened his grip.
Rain streamed down his face, his eyes burning with intensity.
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