Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 420

Descending halfway down the staircase, Seraphina had already caught sight of the situation in the living room. But just one glance was enough to nearly break her.

In the center of the living room, Valerio, who was usually quietly sitting on the couch watching television, was now curled up in the corner of the couch, his small figure barely visible. Next to the couch stood Gloria.

Her face was dark and her eyes were menacing. In her hand, she held a bloody kitchen knife!

Leandro quickly stepped forward, snatching the knife from Gloria's grasp and throwing it aside. He then pulled Gloria away to the side before turning his attention to Valerio, who was curled up in the corner between the couch and the floor, his small body trembling.

At the same time, the jagged sound of screaming continued—

Seraphina quickly knelt down on the floor in front of Valerio, pulling him into her arms, panic-stricken, "Valerio! What's wrong? Don't be scared, mommy's here—" Her words were cut short as the moment she pulled Valerio into her arms, her white blouse stained red.

Valerio's face was pale, streaked with tear tracks. He let out a bizarre and frightening scream.

Unable to control it, he was waving his right hand, on his small arm, a trail of blood seeping through his torn sleeve, clearly visible to Seraphina.

Seraphina quickly reached out, pressing hard on his wounded hand, while her other arm cradled Valerio and headed towards the door.

"What the hell have you done?" Leandro's face was cold and stern as he sharply questioned Gloria. Without waiting for an answer, he released her, turning to meet Seraphina.

Seraphina stumbled into Leandro's arms, holding Valerio. Leandro took Valerio from her, carrying him out the door.

A minute later, a black Bentley sped out of the driveway, heading straight for the hospital.

In the living room, Gloria stood alone, in a daze as if she were in a dream. It was only when she heard the roar of the car engine that she snapped back to reality.

It seemed only then did she notice the splatters of blood on the floor and the small coffee table in front of her, chilling her to the bone.

She looked down at her hands, then at the kitchen knife Leandro had thrown aside.

"Ah—" Gloria let out a sharp scream, turning to run out of the living room.

Inside the car heading to the hospital, Valerio was held in Leandro's arms, screaming incessantly.

Seraphina cradled his head, bending over to kiss him over and over again.

"It's okay, Valerio, don't be scared... mommy's here, don't be scared, mommy's here—"

Seraphina continued to whisper soothing words, but she was choking up.

The last time Valerio was scared, she had told him the same thing. She had told him that mommy would protect him, that no one would dare to bully him. But the fact was Valerio was hurt again right under her watch!

No one would understand her guilt and regret, her shock and fear right now.

Listening to Valerio's cries and Seraphina's increasingly choked voice, Leandro's eyes were dark and silent. In the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

Upon arriving at the nearby hospital, Valerio was quickly rushed into the emergency room.

The injury turned out to be not severe, the main artery was not damaged. However, the wound on his hand was nearly 7 centimeters long and needed stitches.

Valerio was extremely unsettled due to the scare. Seraphina, holding back her own anxiety, held Valerio tightly in her arms while Leandro stayed by their side without taking a step away.