Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 199

After getting the keys to Carney Artful Reverie, Seraphina had a place to spend her free time.

Even though the exhibition opening was scheduled after her wedding with Leandro, most of her time was consumed by preparations for the exhibition, apart from dealing with Leandro.

That day, Seraphina stayed late at Carney Artful Reverie again. When Leandro left the company and found out she hadn't left yet, he instructed his driver to come here.

The lights in the gallery were still on. Leandro got out of the car and saw Seraphina standing with her back to the entrance.

In front of Seraphina was a spot originally meant for her childhood portrait, but now a painting of a rose had taken its place.

Seraphina stood in front of the rose painting, silently observing it.

Leandro approached her slowly and stood beside her, "What happened to the previous painting?"

Seraphina turned her head to look at him and gave a slight smile, "What do you think of this one here?"

"It doesn't quite match your father's usual style." Leandro responded.

Seraphina suddenly burst into laughter.

Leandro was not wrong. Carney's painting style was usually cold, simple in color yet strong in style, like the portrait of Seraphina at the age of ten, which only used two tones of black and red. But when he painted roses, he used the most vibrant and full colors, making the roses extraordinarily vivid and eye-catching.

"Because he painted it for the woman he loved most." Seraphina said, "Such intense use of color represents his full love. When painting these roses, he was not a painter, but a man in love."

This painting was the one exhibited at Malcom's Moonhaven exhibition. When Magdalen casually sold Carney's paintings, Malcom rushed over, only managing to save this one. He had kept it in good condition over the years, and as soon as Seraphina asked about it, he immediately sent someone to deliver it.

To Seraphina, this painting was the best representation of her father's inner emotions. It wasn't her childhood portrait that deserved this spot, but this beautiful rose.

"He loved my mom the most, but unfortunately, she never wanted to see these paintings again." She fell silent for a moment, then continued, "But this is my father's exhibition, so it should be arranged according to his wishes."

Leandro listened quietly but didn't offer any comment. After a long time, he finally said, "Let's go home."

Seraphina came back to her senses, and with a somewhat exaggerated gasp, she covered her mouth, "Did you come here specially to pick me up? I'm so sorry for keeping you waiting, let's go now!"

She quickly grabbed her purse, and turning around, she took Leandro's arm. As they walked out, she asked, "Hey, I heard the owners of the two auction houses on this street are acquainted with you too, is it true?"

She laughed in a flirtatious and fawning way, clearly having a favor to ask. Leandro, however, was not very willing to answer.

As they walked out the door, Seraphina was still tightly holding onto Leandro. Even though he didn't respond, to outsiders, they looked like a very loving couple.

Seraphina would play with his tie one minute, and pull at his shirt the next. In the midst of this playful fuss, a couple across the street suddenly caught her eye. Seraphina stopped in her tracks and looked up.

The moment she saw the two figures, she felt a sense of familiarity. She looked directly at them, and sure enough, they were people she knew - Bowen Smith and Tania.

Leandro followed her gaze and squinted slightly.