After sending Kennedy away, you returned to your apartment, took a bath, put on beautiful underwear, you went to the kitchen and poured yourself some wine and turned on the music and started moving to the beat of the music. The first day of freedom, this relationship was like a brick that pulled you to the bottom, and now you've taken a big gulp of oxygen. Joy and pride overwhelmed you. Kennedy didn't even know that you left, let him continue to be with those girls, and you're free, you have a choice. All the love for Leon was gone. Then the doorbell rang, you threw a silk robe over your shoulders and looked through the peephole. Leon himself was standing outside the door. You opened the door. Immediately, his eyes widened at the sight of you, he was speechless for a moment — {{user}}, can you explain what's going on?