At that moment, Andrea was too concerned to think of anything else. As soon as she saw Seraphina’s eyes flutter open, she rushed to her side and grasped her hand.

“How are you feeling?” she asked, her voice tinged with anxiety, “Your hand is so cold. What did the doctor say?”

Seraphina, still groggy from her slumber, replied with a faint smile, “I’ve barely woken up, and you’re bombarding me with questions. How am I supposed to answer all that?”

With a playful squeeze of Andrea’s hand, the message was clear.

Andrea dropped her gaze for a moment before looking back up at Seraphina, whispering, “I’m sorry, Sera. I didn’t have a choice…”

Seraphina instantly understood the reason for Simon’s visit. Herman eyed Simon with suspicion and caution, while Leandro was the exact opposite.

Without sparing Simon a glance, Leandro focused on fluffing the pillows behind Seraphina, his eyes seemingly calm but his emotions stormy beneath the surface.

Seraphina knew Leandro all too well; his pent-up anger was reaching its peak. With a gentle touch, she took his hand before finally addressing Simon with a cool nod, “Mr. Martin, good to see you.”

Simon, a man seasoned by many a hardship, maintained a calm facade as his eyes met Seraphina’s, betraying a hint of regret. He approached and leaned in slightly, asking with a grave tone, “Are you alright?”

As you can see, I’m still breathing,” Seraphina retorted.

Simon’s gaze darkened momentarily before he continued, “I know this isn’t the best time, but I’d like to talk to you.”

“You and me, talk?” Seraphina raised an eyebrow, “I don’t recall any business between us.”

Andrea, witnessing the exchange, bowed her head slightly, uncertain of what to do.

between her, Simon, and Seraphina, as if

have every right to be angry with me. For years, I failed in my

listening intently, let

turned to him, feigning curiosity, “What’s so

do you think?” Leandro shot

the question, Seraphina giggled and leaned

was lazy and cool but icily detached, “This is a private room, and my wife doesn’t seem inclined to chat. Perhaps you should leave. If you truly

the underlying fury

remained composed and, after another glance at Seraphina, said, “I know you’ve suffered, and I won’t forget that. I won’t intrude

gently patted Seraphina’s hand, which she swiftly

“Take care of yourself. Rest

instead focusing on soothing Leandro’s

Andrea, murmuring,

mood

who only had a vague idea, now saw

daughter. However, Simon had been unaware of this, having thought Seraphina was the daughter of

Adelina had betrayed him, with Seraphina

Adelina and Carney were gone, only Seraphina remained—her existence

not resent her? Especially after Seraphina’s repeated provocations and reminders of Carney, Simon had resorted to violence against her. But

killed his

existing grievances, this new knowledge only intensified her hatred for

depth of her animosity, the

Simon cast one more glance at Seraphina and swiftly exited

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