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.

straight to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro

around her, and upon spotting Andrea,

the crowd, “Your

was hardly concerned with compliments, “Did you see Bowen when

was playing doorman, how could I miss

inquired in

this, Seraphina couldn’t suppress a

scanned the room and indeed noticed the Martin family in a state of subtle

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

depends on what you

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

an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who followed

disappear, Seraphina turned back to

Andrea and Simon arrived at a room

Martin,” Isaac greeted

eyeing the door behind him,

inside,” Isaac

Andrea stood by the door, the room’s soundproof walls concealing any conversation within.

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

he had done. That night, after Sandra betrayed him, rage and desire erupted unchecked,

not intended for her to conceive

Sandra was pregnant, the irony was

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

the most pressing

How would she protect the child, survive

cared, yet the thoughts

have you become?” Simon stood at the door, his gaze icy

move, his eyes fixed outside, unseeing,

“A few simple words from a woman can break you like this. If I had known you were so fragile, what use would