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.

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

with those around her, and upon spotting Andrea,

Andrea joined her away from the crowd, “Your dress is

concerned with compliments, “Did you

miss him?”

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

this, Seraphina couldn’t suppress a giggle,

family in

sighed, “Why all the fuss? He’s waited so long for this day; do they really think he’d

what you told him,”

“Whatever I said,

accompanied by an assistant. Seraphina nudged Andrea, who

disappear, Seraphina turned back to

Andrea and Simon arrived at a

Isaac

door

resting inside,” Isaac

room’s soundproof walls concealing

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

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

was not meant for pregnancy, and he had not intended for her to conceive until everything settled. But that

pregnant, the

against the Reynolds; now, it was his own flesh and blood in

the most pressing

alone? How would she protect the child,

yet the

Simon stood at the door, his gaze icy as he

his eyes fixed

calm but frosty, “A few simple words from a woman can break you like this. If I