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.

her, Simon, and Seraphina, as if

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

intently, let

him, feigning curiosity,

think?” Leandro shot

Seraphina giggled and

the eye. His gaze was lazy and cool but icily detached, “This is a private room, and my wife doesn’t seem inclined

the underlying fury and threat were

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

reached out and gently patted Seraphina’s hand,

Simon added softly, “Take care of yourself.

or respond, instead focusing on soothing Leandro’s

Andrea, murmuring, “Stay

shifted the mood in the

and Simon was known to everyone present. Even Herman, who only

Simon’s biological daughter. However, Simon had been

him, with Seraphina as

were gone, only Seraphina remained—her existence a constant reminder of

and reminders of Carney, Simon had resorted to violence against her. But the revelation that Seraphina was his own flesh and blood was something

had almost killed his

existing grievances, this new knowledge only intensified her hatred

her animosity, the ties

more glance at Seraphina

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