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.

to easily pick up on the emotions of the adults around him,

and said to Valerio, “All right,

grabbed her arm as if begging her

over slowly, took the book from Seraphina’s hand, then held Valerio’s hand and told Seraphina, “Go back to your

Seraphina answered cheerfully, patted Valerios head

as Seraphina left, then turned to look at Leandro.

innocent little face, Leandro said slowly, “She’s not in a good mood today. You read for a while,

slowly after a

lying on the

phone at him, “I was planning on catching up

falling in love, separating due to misunderstandings and accidents, facing setbacks, and finally reconciling, which was like a

no longer questioned Seraphina’s unwed motherhood. The fleeting life of the child was

letter turned the tide

bed, took off his suit jacket, and threw it aside, only looking at her, “I told you,

respond but said. “The letter was beautifully written. If I had seen it seven years ago, I might have cried.”

quietly watching her, waiting

that letter today, it brought back some memories.” She chuckled lightly, her gaze becoming somewhat blurred, “The Seraphina back then really loved the Leandro back then. If time could have stopped, she might have loved him forever…”

the past no longer exists, and the Leandro of the past no

were dull, void

a

the past is the past, they can’t go

for

Leandro said slowly. “We have

at him in slight surprise, then