Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 463

Two weeks after his surgery, Leandro finally got the green light from the doctor to be discharged from the hospital. The condition was that he still needed comprehensive monitoring, careful convalescence, and regular check-ups.

Although the conditions for discharge were stringent, for Leandro, who had been cooped up in the hospital for over two weeks, getting out was worth any price.

Back at Reynolds Manor, the housemaid had already prepared a spread of comfort food, while Conway and Bruce had been waiting at home since early morning.

Normally, the Reynolds household would be buzzing with excitement over Leandro’s return, but now the quiet was almost palpable.

Fortunately, Leandro himself was a man of few words, never one for fanfare, so the subdued homecoming suited him just fine. The Reynolds were a stoic bunch, and they took Leandro’s return in stride. Only the housemaid clutched at his hand, her voice thick with emotion, “Thank heavens you’re home, the hospital bed has worn you to a shadow-”

“Don’t worry,” Seraphina interjected, “He’s been living it up with room service and bed rest, he hasn’t lost an ounce!”

“Even the finest hospital food is no match for home cooking, the housemaid retorted, “Nothing beats being home to eat well and rest well.”

At that, a shadow passed over Seraphina’s face, and she fell silent.

Leandro simply nodded and smiled, taking his seat at the dinner table.

After the meal, Seraphina went upstairs to arrange some personal items in Leandro’s room, while Bruce called Leandro aside for a chat.

Leandro had anticipated this moment from the time he saw Bruce; sure enough, Bruce began, “I received your mother’s divorce papers yesterday…”

Leandro was unfazed, merely acknowledging the news before asking, “Did you sign it?”

Bruce managed a bitter smile, “I’ve been awaiting this document for years, and now that it’s here, I’m not sure if I should sign it.” “If you’re asking for my opinion, you should sign it,” Leandro said.

it, Bruce looked

and confusion stem from guilt and regret, emotions that will fade in time. Honestly, this marriage hasn’t significantly impacted your life; signed or not, it likely means little to you. But my mother has been bound by this marriage for over thirty

a long pause, he sighed, “All these

expected a happy ending… but this might be as good as it gets.”

again, before nodding his head, “Alright, I understand. Take care of yourself.

Bruce leave before making his way

a tutor Seraphina had hired for him, diligently practicing new Spanish words, correcting his pronunciation with

was Valerio that he didn’t even notice Leandro pass by. Leandro listened for a

through her phone. At the sound

wasn’t much to talk about,” Leandro

up, grabbing pajamas for him,

shrugged off his jacket, “I

eyes twinkled with mischief, “But your wounds can’t get

can wrap them up,” he

you need is in the bathroom, I’m off to check on Valerio’s

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she made to leave, Leandro caught her arm. Although he was still weak, his grip was enough to pull her into the bathroom and shut the

Herculean effort to help Leandro bathe without getting his wounds wet, Seraphina found herself drenched and had to take a shower herself.

Leandro lounging on

back, “Don’t touch my phone!”

be

be tragic,” she retorted. “I don’t snoop through your