Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

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.

Seraphina, as if coming to

have every right to be

listening intently, let out

to him, feigning curiosity,

think?” Leandro shot

the question, Seraphina giggled and leaned into

Martin.” Finally, Leandro looked Simon in the eye. His gaze was lazy and cool but icily detached, “This is a private room, and my wife doesn’t seem inclined

even, the

know you’ve suffered, and I won’t forget that. I won’t intrude further for now and will come back later. Just

out and gently patted Seraphina’s hand, which she

“Take care of yourself. Rest up;

focusing on

to Andrea, murmuring,

the mood in

and Simon was known to everyone present. Even Herman, who only had a vague idea, now

delicate. Seraphina and Andrea were biological sisters, and Seraphina was also Simon’s biological daughter. However, Simon had been unaware of this, having thought Seraphina was the

his heart, Adelina had betrayed him, with Seraphina as the living testament

that Adelina and Carney were gone, only Seraphina remained—her existence a constant reminder of his

her? Especially after Seraphina’s repeated provocations and reminders of Carney, Simon had resorted to violence against her. But the revelation that Seraphina was his own flesh and blood was something

almost killed

new knowledge only intensified

no matter the depth of her animosity, the ties of blood remained

lingering, Simon cast one more glance at Seraphina and swiftly exited