Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 197

Chapter 197

In Seraphina’s heart, Carney was an affectionate father, a mentor, an idol, and an unrecognized painter in the art world. He was exceptionally talented, with a painting style that was elegant and lively, even more distinctive than the renowned Malcom. If he were still alive, he would have been a master in the contemporary art world.

But he left too soon, before he could properly manage his painting career, and his remaining artworks were casually sold off by Magdalen, causing his painting career to disappear.

Seraphina still remembered the day she found out that all of her father’s paintings had been sold by Magdalen. She sobbed in front of Magdalen, questioning her actions, but Magdalen didn’t answer her, instead sending her off to the Reynolds family and leaving Sunburst City without hesitation.

Seraphina thought the loss of her father’s paintings would haunt her for life, but she didn’t expect to see them reappearing one by one before her eyes.

Her heart, on the verge of losing hope, began to beat uncontrollably.

There are indeed such moments in life when you can genuinely feel the beauty of being alive.

“Thank you.” She reached out and hugged Leandro tightly. This is the best gift I ve ever received in my life.”

Seraphina held back her tears, her eyes slightly red, but she didn’t let the tears fall. She just smiled and snuggled into Leandro’s arms.

Perhaps her action was too sudden, Leandro’s body stiffened a bit. It took him a while to reach out and gently support her waist, whispering. “I didn’t plan on telling you so soon.”

You should have told me sooner. Seraphina looked up at him. That way, Grandpa wouldn’t be worried about the wedding.”

Hearing this, Leandro just quietly looked at her.

“You win.” Seraphina said, “You proposed in a way I can’t resist. I have no choice but to accept.”

She looked at him with a sparkling gaze and a joyful face. “Leandro, you have to marry me on time.”

Her voice was sweet and melodious, as if filled with anticipation and longing.

Leandro’s gaze, however, was slightly dim.

That day, Seraphina spent most of her time at the gallery.

In addition to admiring Carney’s paintings, she also met with the PR company responsible for the exhibition, learned about the detailed arrangements and progress of the exhibition, received the preliminary printed brochures, and gave her own suggestions

She was so engrossed in it that it wasn’t until the staff politely reminded her to eat something at around eight in the evening that she realized how fast time had passed. C0pyright © 2024 Nôv)(elDrama.Org.

When Seraphina got home, Valerio was already asleep, and Conway was about to go upstairs to rest. Seeing her home, he stopped.

“Grandpa Seraphina walked over happily and sweetly called out to him.

Conway Reynolds was somewhat surprised to see her bright eyes and radiant face. “Where have you been today?”

Seraphina walked over, helped Conway sit down, took out the brochure for Carney’s exhibition from her bag, and handed it to Conway.

“This is…” Conway took it, looked it over carefully, then suddenly realized and turned to Seraphina with a smile. ‘Did Leandro give this to you?”

Seraphina nodded her head rapidly, her face full of smiles.

Seeing her like this, Conway’s mood brightened as well. Then he said, “this is such a good news, and he didn’t even mention it when I asked him earlier.

‘Is he back?” Seraphina asked.

Conway nodded, “He’s in the study.”

“He must be busy with company stuff again.” Seraphina pouted, then looked towards the kitchen, “Is there anything left to eat?”

“Huh? You haven’t eaten yet?” The maid exclaimed in surprise. You should have called to let us know… I have some creamy mushroom soup simmering now. If you’re hungry, shall I make you some pasta?”

Seraphina thought for a moment, then replied, “It’s okay, the will do. I’ll have a bowl. And fill one for Leandro too, I’ll take it up to him.”

Conway listened with a smile on his face.

When Seraphina pushed open the door to Leandro’s study, holding two be of cigarette, his expression stern, indicating the coll wasn’t a pleasant one.

mushroom soup, Leandro was on the phone. He was holding

Most people would steer clear when they saw him like this, but Seraphina seemed oblivious to his seriousness. She walked straight in, sat down opposite him, placed a bowl of soup next to him, and

started eating from her own.

Leandro quickly ended the call and put down his phone, but he kept the cigarette in his hand.

Seraphina glanced at him, stood up, took the cigarette from his hand, put it out in the ashtray, and then looked at him. “Have some soup. I brought it up especially for you”

But Leandro didn’t even glance at the soup, he just said, “I don’t eat creamy stuff.”

Seraphina was taken aback, then put down her spoon. “What do you mean?”

Leandro it another cigarette and looked at her. “Is it hard to understand?”

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“I knew you were working late and brought you some soup. What did I do wrong?” Seraphina asked.

Leandro looked at her quietly and then slowly said, “It’s only good if you do it willingly.”

Seraphina immediately understood what he meant.

The willingness he mentioned clearly referred to more than just the soup.

After a moment of quiet eye contact, Seraphina suddenly laughed. Then she leaned on his desk, looking straight into Leandro’s eyes. “And what if I’m not willing? Are you going to kick me out? Call off the wedding? Take back everything you’ve given me?”

Leandro stared at her with a serious face, trying to see through the real emotions behind her smile

Seraphina’s smile faded away as she said in a frosty tone, “When I didn’t wanna be with you, you wouldn’t stop chasing me. Now that I wanna marry you, you start questioning if I’m serious. Well, not

only am I unwilling, but I deeply regret it now! Consider it my mistake, Leandro, let’s just call it quits!”

With that, she stood up, turned around, and without a moment’s hesitation, marched out of his study

Leandro sat in silence, taking a deep drag on his cigarette. It was only when he’d smoked it down to the filter that he extinguished it, stood up, and left his study.

Seraphina’s bedroom door wasn’t locked. With a gentle push, Leandro walked right in.

Seraphina was flipping through a booklet shed brought back from the gallery that day. Hearing the sound of the door opening, she glanced up at him, then got off her bed, ‘I’m gonna sleep with Valerio.”

With that, she made her way towards the door. Leandro reached out and pulled her straight into his arms.