Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 404

On the day of departure, at the crack of dawn, Keen’s car was already waiting outside the mansion.

For Sandra, it wasn’t too early.

She hadn’t slept all night.

As Keen made his way upstairs, she was sitting by the window in her usual spot, gazing out blankly.

Even though it was still pitch black outside, she stared into the darkness.

“Ms. Smith,” Keen called out from the doorway.

Sandra slowly turned around. Upon seeing him, she stood up instantly, “Is it time to leave?”

“No rush,” Keen replied, “I’ve brought you some breakfast. Have something to eat first.”

Upon hearing this, Sandra sat back down, “I don’t feel like eating. Just let me know when it’s time to leave. I’m all packed.”

“Ms. Smith,” Keen sighed, “You should consider the baby inside you, even if you don’t feel like eating.”

Sandra was quiet for a moment, then stood up once again and walked out of the roorn.

The dining table outside was indeed set up with several foods, among them, a plate of ravioli, which Sandra recognized instantly.

She sat down a bit bewildered. Keen immediately served her the ravioli.

Sandra took a bite and the familiar taste instantly filled her mouth.

She was momentarily lost in thought, eating silently.

“Try the beef pie, Keen suggested, “They’re quite good.”

Sandra obediently picked up a piece of beef pie. The moment it entered her mouth, her eyes welled up with tears.

The ravioli and beef pies from Spoon Symphony were her absolute favorites, a preference known by very few.

Considering that Spoon Symphony was not open at this hour, yet Keen managed to bring these hot dishes, it was clear he had gone to great lengths.

arranged all this for her… Sandra

continued eating in silence, lost in the aroma of the food.

beside her, not uttering a

were ready to leave, the sky had started to lighten up.

question asked. As the morning light began to peek through, they left the mansion

City

hour, the airport

amidst the constant flow of departures, one car remained stationary by

alone in the back seat, his gaze fixed on the throng

his phone rang. He picked it

The

hearing this, Bowen didn’t respond. He

trap in the airport. What was his would never escape his grasp.

mansion, they were escorted by two

Keen went to take care of the formalities.

Keen came back to escort Sandra out of the car, ready to board.

throughout, showing no

a journey that would require a new identity and a life but the words died on his

pang of sympathy. He wanted

in front

of going to the airport as Bowen thought, they actually went to the

ride might be uncomfortable. The cruise ship will be much more comfortable,” Keen explained. “There will be plenty of activities on board, as well as a library and a cinema: We have arranged for people to take care of you throughout the journey. You can ask

two people assigned to take care of Sandra on the

said, “Thank you,” and turned to

mechanically, following instructions like

watched her retreating figure, a

stepped onto the boarding bridge, Sandra paused, then turned

anything. This glance was simply for the impending

moment she turned around, tears unexpectedly fell from

a familiar figure

met, and Sandra nearly

had come. Seraphina had come to see

time, just one last glance,

gaze, Keen turned around and saw Seraphina. There was no surprise in