Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 175

Conway was getting old, and it was about time he enjoyed the pleasures of family.

But when it came to Leandro’s generation, they were all still single, with only Valerio as a child, and he was a quiet one.

Now he suddenly found out that Seraphina had a child who died at three. Conway couldn’t help but feel heartbroken, repeating it over and over.

Leandro sat quietly, listening, not saying a word.

After sighing for a while, Conway finally spoke again, “All right, let’s not bring this up again, it’ll only hurt Sera.”

“Okay,” Leandro answered softly

“Off you go, Conway said, “Spend some time with Sera, don’t let her dwell on this.”

Leandro left Conway’s room. On his way back to his room, he unexpectedly heard Seraphina’s voice from Valerio’s bedroom.

The door was ajar Seraphina was reading a story to Valerio, and it sounded like Grimm’s Fairy Tales.

But in the middle of reading, Seraphina’s voice stopped. Then she said to Valerio, “What’s with the attitude? Don’t you like my storytelling? You ungrateful little squirt!

Leandro pushed the door open and saw Seraphina sitting on the bed with Valerio.

Valerio was sitting next to Seraphina, head down, looking upset.

Seraphina’s storytelling today was indeed a bit off, and Valerio’s mood seemed to have been affected.

sensitive. He seemed to easily pick up on the emotions of

to Valerio, “All right, your dad’s back. He can read to you

grabbed her arm as if begging

slowly, took the book from Seraphina’s hand, then held Valerio’s hand and told

patted Valerios

as Seraphina left, then turned to

at his innocent little face, Leandro said slowly, “She’s not in a good mood

slowly after a moment of silence

Leandro returned to his room, Seraphina was lying on the bed, surfing the

her head and waved her phone at him, “I was planning on catching up on the news, but all I see is my name. everywhere.

meeting, falling in love, separating due to misunderstandings and accidents, facing setbacks, and finally reconciling, which

motherhood. The fleeting life of the child was mostly met with regret.

amazing. A handwritten letter turned the tide against this morning’s media frenzy. It’s the best

aside, only looking at her,

was beautifully written. If I

didn’t respond, just quietly watching her, waiting for her to

don’t remember much from seven years ago, but seeing that letter today, it brought back some memories.” She chuckled lightly, her gaze becoming somewhat blurred, “The Seraphina back then really loved the Leandro

and the Leandro of the past no

dull, void of any light.

chest tightened, causing a faint pain with each breath.

the past,

But for the

said slowly. “We have plenty

at him in slight