Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 166

Seraphina came down the stairs and walked into the pile of jewelry. She randomly picked up one of the diamond necklaces and put it on her neck, then looked at Leandro, "Like it?"

Leandro removed some of the jewelry boxes she had put on the sofa and sat down.

Seraphina thought Leandro might ignore her, but Leandro looked at her and slowly said, "Nice."

Though he looked indifferent, his eyes were firm and serious.

Seraphina laughed. Leandro was a man who didn't need to lie. If he said it looked nice, then it definitely was.

"Cool. Since you said it's nice, I'll help you put them away," Seraphina said, "You can give it to your future wife."

Leandro glanced at her, his eyes had already become deep, "My wife doesn't need someone else's stuff."

"How can it be someone else's? I don't want these things." Seraphina continued while tidying up, "We're getting married for our own reasons. We should live in peace. I don't need gifts like these, and I don't use them. So when your real wife receives them, they'll still be new."

As she said this, she suddenly thought of something and turned to Leandro, "Your wife doesn't need someone else's stuff, she wouldn't refuse you too, would she?"

As soon as the words fell, Leandro suddenly went upset.

Seraphina laughed again, "Nah, nah, we're just a couple in name, not actually, so you're not someone else's."

After saying this, she threw the jewelry box in her hand and rolled her eyes, "I'm tired, I'll clean up tomorrow. Going to bed, night!"

She got up and hurried upstairs, leaving Leandro with only her figure.

It was as if she had been waiting for him to come back just to say these words to him.

Leandro lit a cigarette for himself, raised his head, and his view was still filled with these fine pieces of jewelry.

She had said it for him to hear, and he had heard it all.

So what?

Leandro slowly exhaled a ring of smoke, his face expressionless.

......

Seraphina hoped that after their recent encounter, Tiffany would ease off. However, the very next day, a plethora of wedding dresses, gowns, designers, and their sketches were promptly delivered.

Sitting on the sofa, arms crossed, Seraphina observed as the staff and designers showcased each dress. Yet, she showed no interest in trying any on.

Just as Tiffany was contemplating a solution, the apartment doorbell unexpectedly rang.

Tiffany hurriedly went to open the door. She was surprised to see the man outside and quickly greeted him respectfully, "Conway."

At home, the lazy Seraphina jumped up from the sofa as soon as she heard this name and ran to the door just in time to see Magdalen walking in with Conway.

"Conway, how come you're out of the hospital?" Seraphina asked with a frown, "Did the doctor discharge you?"