Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

That night, Bowen should have been the busiest groom alive, bustling with the fervor of the grand reception. Yet, the moment Leandro and Seraphina made their entrance, the smile that once graced his face vanished, never to return.

Even as he occasionally exchanged pleasantries with the arriving guests, his laughter was faint, his eyes betraying a stormy gloom.

Before long, Bowen had slipped away from the entrance of the grand hall.

Simon Martin, mingling among the guests, keenly sensed Bowen’s absence. He promptly sent his assistant, Isaac, on a search mission.

Isaac scoured the place without any luck. Eventually, he knocked on the bridal suite, only to find Tania primping in front of a mirror, surrounded by a gaggle of bridesmaids, all immersed in merry banter.

The sudden appearance of Simon’s aide startled Tania, “What brings you here? Is something wrong?”

“Nothing, nothing at all,” Isaac stammered, “I just came to see if you were ready, miss. I won’t disturb you ladies further.”

Knowing Tania’s inability to keep things under wraps, Isaac dared not divulge Bowen’s disappearance, fearing the chaos it might unleash. So, with a polite nod, he closed the door and retreated.

Just around the corner, Isaac nearly collided with Andrea. He hesitated for a split second before greeting her, “Miss Martin.”

Andrea simply nodded, “What are you doing here?”

Isaac furrowed his brow slightly and decided to speak up, “Miss, have you seen Mr. Smith?”

Andrea shook her head, asking, “He’s missing?”

“He was just at the entrance, welcoming guests,” explained Isaac. “He seemed to leave the banquet hall, and Mr. Martin sent me looking for him.”

Andrea showed little reaction, merely responding, “Carry on, then.”

With a quick acknowledgment, Isaac hurried off.

Andrea lingered, but then turned and stepped back into the banquet hall.

lavish spread of a hundred tables, Andrea walked straight to the front, where

her, and upon spotting Andrea,

the crowd, “Your

compliments, “Did you

was playing doorman, how could I miss him?”

say to him?” Andrea inquired in a low voice, “He’s gone

this, Seraphina couldn’t

noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle disarray, a stark contrast to the earlier

He’s waited so long for this day; do they really think he’d ditch her at the

you told him,” Andrea

laughed again, eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I said, it wouldn’t shake

assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed Simon’s

Seraphina

Simon arrived at

Martin,” Isaac

simply nodded, eyeing the door behind him, “Did you find

resting inside,”

the room’s soundproof walls concealing

dangling from his lips. His mind was haunted by the images he had seen on Seraphina’s phone, especially the last one—Sandra, with the slight

Sandra betrayed him, rage

to conceive until everything

Sandra was pregnant, the irony

Leandro’s son as a pawn against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh

wasn’t the most pressing issue.

would she

yet

stood at the door, his gaze icy as he beheld

move, his eyes fixed

can break you like this. If I had known you were