Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 176

After everything that happened, she was left feeling panicked and lost. In the gigantic Reynolds family, no one was there to comfort her.

A month ago, Grandpa Reynolds was rushed to the hospital for heart surgery and was yet to be discharged; Bruce was out all day, only to come home and fight with Gloria, and the rest treated her like she was some sort of venomous snake.

The only person she was waiting for was him, but he didn't return until today.

She had sunk into despair after waiting for so long.

She sat behind her room door, listening to Karan nag about why he drank so much before helping him back to his room.

After what felt like an eternity, she didn't hear any noise. Karan must have been taking care of him.

About ten minutes later, she heard Karan leave his room and the closing of the door.

The night was deep and peaceful, with Reynolds Vista Retreat so quiet it felt like no one was there.

She quietly stood behind the door. After a long while, she finally opened the door, walked down the long hallway, and stood in front of Leandro's room.

She opened the door, seeing him lying on the bed after such a long time apart. It felt like he was a stranger.

The person on the bed was him, but it didn't feel like him.

He was sleeping, his brows furrowed. Although he looked the same as she remembered, she felt like she didn't know him anymore.

From the moment he brought Vivian home and scolded her, he was no longer the Leandro she knew.

She slowly walked to the side of the bed as if she wanted to see him clearly, but his brow furrowed, and he suddenly sat up, vomiting on her dress.

It was all booze.

He was always like this, not eating anything at parties and only drinking. Every time he got drunk, his stomach seemed to contain nothing but alcohol.

She had seen him drunk many times, so even though he vomited all over her, she didn't care.

After he finished throwing up, he lay back down and fell asleep again.

But she still didn't want to leave.

Tonight was all she had left. Tomorrow, she would be on a plane to Starhaven alone. They only had tonight left.

Seraphina lifted her hand, pulled down the zipper behind her, took off the dress he had dirtied, and then sat on the bed, quietly hugging her knees and watching him.

But she couldn't understand. His appearance and body hadn't changed, so why did he seem like a different person, as if he had forgotten their past?

She looked at him for a long time and finally couldn't resist reaching out to touch his brow.

His body temperature was the same as before, but he no longer gave her any warmth.

In the quiet of the night, she was stiff all over, her hand touching his warmth, but she still couldn't resist curling up in his arms.

The intimate moments from the past were joyful, but she always felt shy. But now, as she voluntarily laid in his arms, she didn't feel shy or timid.

Because she knew there wouldn't be another chance because she knew tonight was the last time.

She was not willing to let go, she had so many grievances and pain to pour out to him, but he no longer wanted to hear her speak.

“Leandro…” she lay on his body, couldn't help but whisper his name.

She was on the verge of crying uncontrollably, but she held it back. She just leaned tightly on his shoulder, calling his name over and over again, “Leandro…”

She hoped he would wake up, hoped he would look at her one last time, but she was also afraid he would wake up, afraid to hear those harsh words from him again.

But Leandro did wake up.

When she looked up again, she saw his eyes slowly open.

He was not clear-headed. His eyes were hazy and empty. After a while, his gaze finally landed on her face.