Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 184

In the wee hours of the second day, before the break of dawn, a car sped into Reynolds Manor.

Suddenly, there was a racket upstairs and downstairs.

“Leandro Leandro Get your ass out here!”

Billy Reynolds was banging on Leandro’s bedroom door, but there was no response.

In Conway’s room, Seraphina, who had been up all night, perked up at the noise and realized that Conway had also been startled awake.

“Grandpa, stay put. Let me check what’s going on. Seraphina soothed Conway, then got up.

She had barely reached the door when it was pushed open from outside, and Billy strode in

Billy didn’t look too pleased to see Seraphina behind the door. He walked over to Conway’s bed and said, “Dad, you need to do something about Leandro! Ferne is your granddaughter too, what’s wrong with her being a little stubborn? She doesn’t belong to such places, does she?”

Conway, just waking up and feeling a slight headache, didn’t speak until Seraphina had adjusted his pillow. Then she turned to Billy and said. “Calm down, spill it out slowly.”

Billy glanced at her before continuing, “Dad, Ferne is your blood granddaughter. You can’t neglect her for an outsider, can you?”

“What are you talking about?” Conway asked, frowning.

“Leandro wants to ship Ferne off to the Bahamas Billy was frantic and furious. “Does he call the shots in the Reynolds family? Does he do as he pleases?”

Leandro’s voice came from the doorway before he even finished his sentence. “Who do you think should call the shots, then?”

Leandro, fresh out of the shower with wet hair and a black bathrobe, looked more imposing than ever.

‘Ferne is your cousin!” Billy was enraged. “Even if she made a mistake, she did it for your sake! How can you be so autocratic?”

Leandro sneered at Billy’s accusation “Right, I am autocratic. If you think it’s not right for Ferne to go to the Bahamas alone, you can go with her.”

Billy was left speechless by Leandro’s retort. He turned to Conway, saying, “Dad, look at him! Look at the nonsense he’s spouting!”

Conway, with his eyes closed and his brow furrowed, slowly opened his eyes after hearing this. He glanced at Billy, then at Seraphina.

Seraphina, sitting on the couch and twiddling her thumbs, acted as if the Reynolds family’s problems were not her business.

Seeing this, Conway slowly said, “Leandro, Ferne did wrong, but she meant no harm. Sending her to the Bahamas is too harsh.”

“No.” Leandro cut him off before he could finish.

Grandpa?” Billy turned to Leandro. “Do you

important.” Leandro spoke in a cold, low voice. “Instead of bothering Grandpa here, you might as well rush to the airport. Maybe you can

but before he could say anything, he forcefully pushed past Leandro and bolted

to Conway’s bed, adjusting his pillow and blanket. “It’s still early, get some

recent years, and usually, Leandro would listen to whatever he said. But today, for

but didn’t say anything more.

saying, “I’m going to Moonhaven today. If you don’t want to

anyone in.”

going to

sign some documents for a project, Leandro replied. “I’ll be back in two days at most.”

Conway nodded

glanced at Seraphina, but she was still engrossed in twiddling

to the airport now.” Leandro said. “Rest

Seraphina another look, Leandro

could be heard in the room, followed by the sound of luggage being

Leandro was gone.

who had been lying quietly, turned to Seraphina and said,

looked up, smiling at him. “Yes?”

his hand to her. Seraphina walked up

understand that the hardships you’ve endured in the past can’t be erased with simple words. You don’t have to force yourself on me. If you really can’t forgive Leandro, then let it be. If you don’t truly want to marry Leandro, then call off

tightly and listened

do you know” She said with a smile, “You’re the

hours later, Starhaven, Moonhaven

directly to the signing,

the airport. The car had been at a standstill for a while now, and Keen, sitting in the passenger seat, started to get antsy. He was worried that Leandro would get impatient,

situation. He was just quietly staring out of the window, seemingly lost

thought.

a flock of pigeons were pecking at the ground, and a little girl about three or four years old

a while, then suddenly something

must be thinking about

was cold and logical to the point of being robotic, but

about this, he heard

aback, but before he

Velvetwood, near the suburbs, there was a small cemetery.

Keen got out and carefully glanced at Leandro. “Mr.

need,” Leandro

to say more, he just silently nodded and stepped back.

a bouquet of daisies, walked into the cemetery alone.

seeing name after name, until