Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 163

When Leandro came downstairs, Seraphina was in the process of cracking open a new bottle of wine. She took a sip, and then put the glass down and heaved a deep sigh

Before she could finish sighing, she saw Leandre descending from the stairs.

The dim light barely touched his features, leaving only the silhouette of a tall, silent figure.

For an instant, Seraphina questioned if this was all a figment of her imagination

In past hazy dreams, he always seemed to duft away, much like this.

But this time, he was approaching, step by step.

It was only when he reached the bar that reality hit Seraphina. This wasn’t a dream.

She let out a soft chuckle

Leandro glanced at her, his gaze landing on the opened bottles of wine in front of her. Three or four bottles, each only slightly consumed, then left aside.

Seeing this, Seraphina explained, “These wines are too strong. They don’t seem to sit well with me.”

As she finished talking, she stood up from her chair, “Ah, forget it, I think I’ll go to a bar instead.”

Despite having just woken up, she hadn’t removed her makeup or changed her clothes, so heading out was no biggie

Seraphina grabbed her phone, ready to head out.

“What do you fancy drinking? I can find it for you”

voice came from behind. Seraphina turned back to see him sitting on the couch, quietly watching

she asked, slightly

gave a nod.

to the bar, sitting down and looking at him, “So, any wine will

didn’t respond this time, but his silence

very little about fine wines. The only one she could name was the most

pulled out his phone, swiftly sent a message, then

her phone. Googling and reading out a string of wine names she had just found, “Romanee Conti, Petrus, Margaux Oh, it says here that the 1869 Lafite tastes better. Can you even find a hundred–year–old wine? I’m really curious what it tastes like

just watched her quietly, occasionally sending a

later, the doorbell of the apartment started to

in several batches, some from vineyard owners,

with you? Can’t sleep without a few sips of wine? Romanee Conti, that’s easy, I just happen to have some. But 1869 Lafite? What the hell were

soon as he finished his rant, he spotted Seraphina sitting at

front of Seraphina were rows of red wine.

Leandro, “Ah, so

he came over and shook hands with Seraphina, “I’m Edgar,

course I do,” she replied with

rang again. This time, it was Herman who walked in

wines she had acquired within the hour neatly in front of her, pulling out her phone to take photos, and muttered, “This is amazing. I’ve got

“These wines are so beautiful, like they’re

a glance, slapping

the meaning of this? You can’t be doing this to me. Calling me up in the middle of the night, then showing me all these fine wines,

bar, Herman grabbed him, “What are

Edgar out of the apartment. Standing in front of the elevator, Edgar couldn’t help but sigh, “It’s

Herman

glanced at him, “Big