Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 111

Upon hearing that, Seraphina finally began to move slowly, sidling up to the drinks cabinet and casting a sideways glance at him.

Leandro didn't look at her, instead getting himself a shot of tequila.

Seraphina let out a soft chuckle. "I'm not trying to avoid you. I just don't want you to be bothered by my presence."

But since they'd already bumped into each other, it didn't matter anyway.

Seraphina put down the bottle of red wine she was holding, eyeing Leandro’s tequila. Seeing him pour half a shot, she reached out to grab the glass. "Is it good?"

Without a word, she brought the glass to her lips.

Leandro lifted his hand, pinching the base of the glass and effortlessly wrenching it out of her grasp.

"What, I can’t even have a sip?" Seraphina asked, staring at him. "So stingy."

Leandro turned and headed upstairs.

Seraphina paused for a moment before following him.

This was their first encounter since returning from Crystal Waters Island, and the atmosphere was somewhat strange.

Seraphina followed him up the stairs, all the way to the door of his study. When Leandro stopped abruptly, she bumped straight into him.

Only then did Leandro turn to look at her. Seraphina rubbed her nose, looking up at him. "Ouch."

"What do you want?" Leandro asked, his expression unreadable.

"I want to talk to you," Seraphina replied.

Leandro swung open the door to his study, responding without turning back. "I don’t have time."

Seraphina peered into the study. The computer screen was flickering, and a pile of documents was stacked nearby.

It was clear that in order to come home for dinner, he had to push all his work back.

Seraphina finally withdrew her gaze, looking at him for a moment before breaking into a smile.

Seeing her smile, Leandro slowly closed his eyes.

“Doesn’t tonight feel a bit like déjà vu?” Seraphina asked.

As soon as she spoke, Leandro understood her implication.

Seven years ago, after Vivian's incident, she hid in her room out of fear until he came home the next day. Only then did she muster the courage to stand before him.

She only wanted to proclaim her innocence and confess her love for him. But he didn’t want to hear it. Her confession of love was met with nothing but mockery.

What they once thought was a distant past suddenly reappeared before their eyes.

There was a moment of distraction for Seraphina, but she quickly collected herself. "You didn't want to hear what I had to say back then, and you still don't, do you?"

"I’ve already told you why," Leandro replied. "And besides, I'm really not interested in what you have to say."

Seraphina couldn't help but laugh again. Was he still blaming her for not speaking properly?

"How would you know what I'm going to say if you don't listen?" Seraphina looked at him. "You're busy now, right? I'll wait until you're free, no matter how late it is."

After saying this, Seraphina gave him another glance before turning to head to her room.

Leandro watched her retreating figure, then turned and walked into his study. He sat down at his desk, facing the half-read documents, and didn't move for a long time.

He couldn't help but reach out to press his temples, downing the rest of his drink to help him concentrate.