Chapter 395

Valerio’s bedroom was quiet, the only illumination coming from a small bedside lamp casting a soft glow on Seraphina’s slumbering face.

Leandro stood in the doorway, momentarily stunned as he took in the sight. It had been so long since he had last seen her sleep peacefully.

Quietly, he made his way to the bed and settled himself on the edge.

As soon as he sat down, Seraphina moved, her eyes fluttering open.

At the sight of him, her expression was dazed, slowly giving way to clarity. Yet she remained in bed, lazily mumbling, “Oh, it’s you…”

Her tone was languid, devoid of any emotion, yet for some reason, Leandro found himself asking, “Disappointed?”

Seraphina glanced at him, still half-asleep, before muttering, “What’s there to be disappointed about? I saw it coming.”

“What did you see coming?”

“Your son,” she replied. “He’s been acting strange lately. I knew he was up to something, that little rascal.”

Leandro paused before responding, “And you didn’t stop him?”

“I didn’t have the energy, Seraphina confessed, burrowing deeper into the covers. “Leandro, do you know how exhausting it is to look after a child all day?

I thought I had plenty of energy, but compared to him, I feel old… I can’t keep up…”.

With a yawn, she closed her eyes once more, appearing ready to return to sleep.

Leandro remained seated on the bed, silently watching her for a while.

It was a long time before Seraphina moved again, her eyes remaining closed as if she had fallen back asleep.

Leandro finally stood up, his hand gently brushing her hair away from her face before he turned to leave.

moved to exit, Seraphina’s eyes

leaving already?” she

paused, not turning back to look at her.

all that

to look at her, his gaze

he asked,

sighed softly in response. “Since when has

held a

perfectly, and he didn’t need to hide

a couple of buttons on his shirt. Then, he scooped Seraphina

sealing them off from the rest of the world.

how many

meeting late at night, and having intimate moments until

Leandro was not yet satisfied, the early morning could stretch on indefinitely.

Especially tonight.

Tonight was different.

their son’s true parentage had shifted things.

both of their bloodlines. Even though he was not a product of love, he was

have been pleasant, but was

son’s existence was important.

unhinged, and Seraphina, ever accommodating, only

his made it impossible for Leandro to let her go. Seraphina lay contentedly in his arms, too lazy to make

neither

the silence. “I’ve found out about

looked up at him in

from Velvetwood’s Chinatown. Bowen bought

expected,

come to terms with

easily severed, let

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