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.

to the front, where indeed, she found Leandro and Seraphina at

engaging with those around her, and upon

Andrea joined her away from the crowd,

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

was playing doorman, how could I miss him?” Seraphina replied, adjusting her own

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

this, Seraphina couldn’t suppress

Martin family in

fuss? He’s waited so long for this day; do they really think he’d

you

again, eyeing Andrea, “Whatever I

past, accompanied by an assistant. Seraphina nudged

Andrea disappear, Seraphina turned back

and Simon arrived at a

Isaac greeted

the door

resting inside,” Isaac

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

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 swell of

him, rage

her to conceive until everything settled. But that one careless

was pregnant, the irony was

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

that wasn’t the most pressing issue. It was

would she protect the child, survive the

shouldn’t have cared, yet

the door, his gaze

didn’t move, his eyes

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