Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 325

Seraphina had often imagined the reaction when Magdalen found out the truth.

After yesterday’s conversation with Magdalen, she spent the night in her room, most of the time thinking about Magdalen.

She thought, Magdalen’s years of doubts could finally be cleared up, she would no longer hold a grudge against Seraphina’s father, and would not deliberately let herself go

downhill.

Maybe she’d marry Terrence and they’d live happily ever after;

Or maybe she’d break up peacefully with Terrence, live a calm and happy life with Carney’s expectations for her.

But she never foresaw such an ending-Magdalen passed away.

She dressed herself up beautifully and returned to the place where she spent over a decade with the man she loved most in Summitville.

She sat in front of Carney’s grave, leaning against his tombstone, drifting off to sleep.

She sat there, as beautiful as a painting.

Perhaps all the people coming and going in the cemetery saw her, but no one knew that the woman who fell asleep with a smile on her face had swallowed a whole bottle of sleeping pills.

She ended her life in front of the man she loved most.

At two in the afternoon, Seraphina boarded the plane to Summitville with Herman.

At the same time, Leandro Reynolds was also boarding a plane to Summitville in a neighboring city.

However, due to delays, Leandro arrived in Summitville after Seraphina had completed the autopsy procedures with Herman’s company and returned to the hotel.

When Leandro arrived at the hotel, Herman was waiting for him in the lobby.

Seeing Leandro enter, Herman immediately greeted him, “Leandro.”

Leandro’s eyebrows were furrowed, his gaze deep, his body emanating a cold aura that was intimidating.

Herman knew Seraphina’s position in his heart and understood Leandro’s current mood, but he still firmly reported the current situation.

“I went with her to identify the body, she stayed calm, didn’t cry or shed tears.” Herman said, “She even ate something with me when we got back to the hotel.”

“And now?” Leandro asked.

“She said she wanted to exercise.” Herman said, “I didn’t dare to always be by her side, she seemed to want to be alone.”

Hearing this, Leandro walked straight to the elevator.

The hotel gym was on the 25th floor. After going upstairs, Leandro looked around the gym but couldn’t find Seraphina.

When he came to the pool, he saw a familiar figure in the water.

At this time, there were very few people in the pool, only several people in the water and on the shore combined, and only she was swimming seriously from one

end to the other.

Not until she felt exhausted did Seraphina finally come up for air, panting at the edge of the pool.

A pair of black leather shoes appeared in front of her eyes, familiar Italian craftsmanship, the leather dull, understated and expensive.

Seraphina slowly raised her eyes and saw Leandro in a white shirt. He had taken off his coat and tie.

He squatted by the pool with a towel in his hand looking at her, “Are you done swimming?”

They locked eyes for a while before Seraphina finally replied, “Not yet.”

With that, she slowly sank back into the water, kicking off to swim to the other side.

Leandro didn’t stop her. When he saw that she didn’t want to get out of the water, he stepped back and sat by the pool, quietly watching her swim.

Not until Seraphina was truly too tired to move, staying still in the water did Leandro step forward again, extending his hand to her.

Seraphina stayed in the water for a long time, staring at his hand. Finally, she reached out to take it, then got out of the water.

As soon as she got out, Leandro wrapped her in a warm, thick towel.

Seraphina had been soaking in the water for a long time and was cold. Being wrapped in a towel should have been comfortable, but she didn’t notice, only looking at Leandro’s wet clothes, “I got you wet.”

“It’s okay.” Leandro didn’t look at the wet part of his clothes, just tried to dry her hair as much as possible.

Seraphina held onto a corner of the towel, gently wiping the water off his body.

By the time Leandro finished drying the water from her hair and lowered his head, Seraphina was still wiping his wet shirt.

She knew that no matter how much she wiped, it would never dry, but she stubbornly kept wiping.

Leandro dropped his hand, grabbing hers.

Only then did Seraphina seem to snap back to reality, pulling her hand back, “I’m done wiping.”

She turned to leave, but Leandro wrapped the towel around her, preventing her from leaving.

Seraphina knew what he was thinking. After a moment of silence, she looked up at him, “Don’t worry, I’m fine. I’ve gotten used to people leaving one by one over the years. I know how to adjust my emotions, I won’t stay sad for long, give me a day, or a night, I’ll be fine. You don’t have to worry about me.

Leandro quietly watched her for a moment, then slowly said, “You don’t need me, do you?”

His gaze was deep, and this question was obviously very important to him.

Seraphina touched her hair and said, “I might have trouble sleeping tonight, I don’t want to disturb you…”

Leandro seemed to ignore her answer, simply saying, “If I say, you will never lose me, would you accept me?”

Seraphina’s thoughts were a bit confused. When she heard this sentence, she suddenly laughed, “I’ve already lost you once, haven’t I?”

Leandro paused slightly.

Seraphina suddenly realized what she had said, looked up at him again, then tiptoed up to hug him, “I didn’t mean that, I just want to be alone for a while, it’s not about you, it’s my own thing…”.

She quickly hugged him once, pulled her hand back, then turned to leave again.

This time, Leandro didn’t stop her.

Seraphina darted forward a few steps when Leandro’s voice suddenly rang out-

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Seraphina froze, slowly turning around.

With Magdalen’s letter in hand, Seraphina returned to her room under Leandro’s watchful gaze.

At first, she managed to keep her composure, but as soon as the door closed behind her, she leaned against it, hands shaking as she tore open the envelope.

She had barely read the first line when the tears started to fall.

“Dear Sera:

I’m truly sorry.

After all these years, it’s come to this, me saying sorry in a letter.

I know it won’t make up for the pain I’ve caused you.

I’ve messed up so much in my life, many things I can’t ever fix, but you’ve always forgiven me. I feel so lucky, and so ashamed.

I wasn’t a good wife, or a good mother, but you, you’re the best daughter.

I remember when your dad passed away, he told me to take good care of our girl, and he told you to stick with me.

I forgot his words, but you always remembered.

Over these past years, I haven’t given you anything, but you never gave up on me.

My dear Sera, your father would be so proud of you.

And me, I just kept letting him down.

Sera, I’m sorry. I wanted to hug you, I wanted to say sorry to your face, but I can’t anymore.

I’ve gone down the wrong path for too long and now, I just want to be back by your dad’s side.

Despite all my screw-ups, he might be mad, he might not want to see me, but I know, in the end, he’ll forgive me.

Sera, we’ll be okay.

You’ll be okay.

Your mom and dad love

you

forever.”