For the past few days, Seraphina was still keeping her cool, but the moment she laid eyes on Bowen, a wave of intense sadness and anger surged over her again.
If she was the one driving right now, she might've just run him over.
But what would killing him achieve?
Sandra wouldn’t come back, and she might even shed tears for this man.
Seraphina clenched her fists, her nails digging deep into her palms. It took her quite a while to calm down and step out of the car.
Bowen looked like a hot mess. His once handsome face looked like it hadn't been cared for in days, his eyes red and filled with bloodshot veins, and his hair tousled. He was far from his usual suave self.
"Sera," he called out when he saw Seraphina.
Seraphina's expression was cold as she responded, "What do you want?"
Bowen's gaze lingered on her face for a moment before he spoke with a sense of determination. "Sandra...is being buried, will you come?"
Hearing this, Seraphina gritted her teeth so hard they made a sound.
Ever since Sandra was declared dead, she had avoided seeing her and rarely mentioned her. She knew this was just self-deception, but she couldn't help wanting to escape.
But now, there was no way to avoid it.
“I… don’t plan on holding any ceremony, and I don’t want to invite anyone else,” Bowen said. “I want Sandra to leave peacefully. Everyone else can stay away, but you… Sandra would want you to be there.”
Seraphina laughed coldly, staring at him, and slowly said, “And what about you? Sandra wouldn't want to see you, right? Can you not show up?”
Bowen lowered his head, his voice filled with sorrow. “I know she wouldn’t want to see me, but… I can’t not see her.”
Seraphina suddenly threw the files in her hand at him.
The papers scattered all over Bowen and fluttered down to the ground.
"Where were you when you couldn't stand not seeing her?" Seraphina snapped. "How many women can't you stand not seeing? Tania Martin is one, how many others are there? What was Sandra to you? Just another fool you played with! Now she's dead, who are you putting on this act for? If you really loved her, go join her!"
"Do you think I don't want to?" Bowen's eyes, which had been dull and lifeless, suddenly lit up. He looked at Seraphina and slowly said, "I know, I'm also one of the culprits who caused Sandra's death. I never thought about letting myself off... But before that, I must...make those who hurt her pay the price."
"Who are they?" Seraphina asked.
Bowen clenched his fists, turned his face away, and didn't answer.
However, even if he didn't say it, Seraphina already had an answer in her heart.
She recalled when Sandra was hospitalized, she told Bowen about the accident not being an accident at all. Bowen then went to the Martin family and stayed there all night, reappearing at noon the next day, his whole person filled with a gloomy and angry aura.
He must know something.
Talking about people related to the accident, he and Tania couldn't be avoided, whether it was true or not, Seraphina really wanted to hear his answer.
"Is it Tania?" Seraphina slowly asked. "Miss Tania seems to have deep feelings for you. She mistook me for having something to do with you and came looking for trouble. But how did someone like you make Tania notice Sandra's existence?"
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