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Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 322

Abbot was close by, watching as Seraphina came out of the room. He didn't approach immediately; instead, he stared at the room in front of him.

The door was open, and soon a man came out. When the man came up to them, Seraphina still seemed a bit out of it.

Leandro stood in front of her, silently watching her for a moment before taking off his coat and draping it over Seraphina’s shoulders.

Only when she was wrapped in his still-warm coat did Seraphina seem to snap back to reality. Her gaze refocused, landing on Leandro's face.

"Hey," she softly greeted him when she finally came to.

Leandro quietly held her gaze for a moment before reaching out to take her cold hand, "Let's go home."

Seraphina's body was still a bit stiff, but she let him lead her towards the elevator.

The hallway regained its peace. The room Leandro had just emerged from was littered with crushed cigarette butts, and a cup of coffee had gone completely cold.

...

Seraphina was quiet all the way home.

She sat silently in the back seat, motionless, her hand in Leandro's, but still cold.

Leandro didn't ask her anything throughout. After they went upstairs and into the room, he murmured, "I'll heat some water for you. You should take a hot bath."

"I'll do it myself." Seraphina finally spoke, looking up at him, "Let's sleep separately tonight. I need some peace and quiet."

She was still smiling as she said this, but she didn't say anything else or make any other requests.

Leandro respected her wishes.

Seraphina quickly closed the door in front of him.

Leandro stood at her door for a moment before moving to his own room.

As soon as he entered, his phone rang.

"Mr. Reynolds." Keen's voice came from the phone, filled with anxiety and unease, "I managed to get in touch with Miss Andrea, but she said if you want to know what happened today, you should ask your wife, not her..."

Leandro hung up the phone and tossed it aside.

That night, Seraphina's room went dark early, but the light in Leandro's room stayed on until dawn.

Around five in the morning, as the sky started to lighten, Seraphina, leaning against the headboard, heard the sound of a car downstairs.

At this hour, no one should be leaving, but not long after, the car slowly drove away.

Seraphina sat in the dark all night, hearing every sound and movement, but she remained still.

At six in the morning, Leandro's car arrived at the hotel where Magdalen was staying.

The door opened, revealing a completely different Magdalen than the one he had seen the day before.

She was already dressed and had put on exquisite makeup this early morning.

Already a breathtaking beauty, the meticulously done makeup and wrinkle-free dress elevated her beauty to another level.

Aside from the redness in her eyes that hadn't disappeared yet, this was the most beautiful Magdalen in Leandro's memory.

Seeing him, Magdalen softly said, "You're here."

"What do you need?" Leandro asked.

Magdalen invited him in, and he quickly spotted the suitcase by the bed.

"Are you moving out of the hotel or leaving Sunburst City?" Leandro asked.

Magdalen smiled faintly, "What do you think?"

If she were just changing hotels, she wouldn't have chosen this early hour.

Leandro sat down, quietly waiting for her to continue.

"Did Sera say anything to you after you picked her up yesterday?" Magdalen asked softly, sitting across from Leandro.

Leandro chuckled, "Are you concerned about her? Why didn't you ask her when you saw her yesterday?"

"Because I didn't know how to ask." Magdalen calmly replied, "What right do I have to ask her, to care about her? As a mother, I've always been irresponsible. I abandoned her when she was so young and then repeatedly drove her away... Even though she never gave up on me, she would definitely be scared if I suddenly changed my attitude, wouldn't she?"

Leandro listened quietly, replying after a moment, "And what do you plan to do?"

"That's why I need your help," said Magdalen, "I know you truly care for Sera, so I'm entrusting her to you. Her father entrusted her to me, but I proved to be untrustworthy. I believe, you are worthy."

"I can only make up for the hurt I've caused her," Leandro said, "As for the hurt you've caused her, I can't make up for that."

Hearing this, Magdalen nodded slightly.

"I know I've gone too far..." she murmured.

Then she got up, walked over to the bedside table, and picked up a letter.

"There are things I could never say to her face-to-face, so I wrote her a letter," Magdalen said, turning around and placing the letter in front of Leandro, "Could you please give it to her?"

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