Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 127

Hearing Magdalen's words, Leandro leaned back in his chair, silently watching this woman.

In some ways, Seraphina and Magdalen were very much alike, both sharp-tongued and smooth talkers.

A large part of Magdalen's willfulness was due to her appearance-she was beautiful, so men naturally indulged her. The more men tolerated her, the more willful she became. The harder a beauty is to conquer, the more alluring she becomes.

Over the years, Bruce had countless women around him, but he couldn't stop thinking about Magdalen. Leandro could probably understand why now.

"What's up?" Magdalen saw Leandro not speaking and asked again, "Did I say something wrong?"

"You didn't," Leandro replied. "I was the one who made her leave the Reynolds family."

Upon hearing that, Magdalen raised an eyebrow slightly, "You liked her, but let her go?"

Leandro said, "I didn't expect that, despite having a mother, she'd still have to live alone after leaving."

Hearing this, Magdalen laughed and looked at him, "Are you blaming me? On what grounds? I don't need you to interfere with how I interact with her. And you're the one who sent her away, yet you're blaming me for not taking her in. Don't you find that a bit ridiculous?"

Leandro slowly lifted his eyes and said, "You're right. I have no right to blame you, so I didn't mean it that way. I just thought you should know that your daughter is hurt."

"Okay, you've told me now." Magdalen smiled at him, "Are you satisfied?"

In recent years, few people had treated Leandro like this. Fortunately, he had experienced such treatment in his early years, so he could still calmly look at Magdalen, "In that case, I won't bother you anymore."

With that, he stood up, put on his coat, and turned to leave.

Keen was waiting outside the hotel. Seeing Leandro come out, he was a bit surprised.

He had thought that Leandro had specifically come to see Magdalen, and they should have a lot to talk about. He didn't expect Leandro to come out so quickly.

The car left the hotel. Leandro sat in the back seat, quietly watching the bustling city.

In fact, he had originally planned to have a good talk with Magdalen, but after a few simple words, he realized there was no need for the conversation.

Magdalen answered all the questions he wanted to ask in just three or five sentences. Why couldn't Seraphina win her mother's love? What was her life like in Starhaven? What were her days like drifting alone in a foreign land?

Seeing Magdalen sitting there, he felt there was no longer a need to pursue these questions.

But he couldn't help but think of the past again.

The old Seraphina and the Seraphina of now seemed to be separated by a deep canyon in his eyes.

He didn't understand why the girl he knew from the past had become the strong and ruthless woman she is now?

And at this moment, the bridge between past and present seemed to be gradually built—

Those nights, when she lay next to him, he looked at her face and occasionally wanted to ask, where had the old Seraphina gone?

And now he understood, the old Seraphina was long gone.

He had killed her with his own hands.

Even though he didn't regret his decision, some facts were hard to swallow.

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