Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 443

When the house keeper bombarded Seraphina with a barrage of questions, she suddenly became alert. After nudging Valerio upstairs to play with his legos, she finally responded, “All this talk about happiness, it’s just so vague. For me, it’s all about Valerio. If he's having a blast, then I'm over the moon. I'm just worried about the mess with Leandro’s case. Sooner or later, someone's gonna use me and Valerio to threaten him, just like that scandal at the airport.”

The house keeper seemed to be in the know about the airport scandal and quickly offered a knowing smile, “Mr. Gray in the news, he’s quite the self-made man, isn’t he?”

“Oh, yeah,” Seraphina replied without hesitation, “He was swindled out of his inheritance when he was young. Then he went off to the big city and made a fortune from scratch, he’s legend.”

“No wonder Leandro was so cut up about it,” The house keeper observed.

Seraphina straightened up, “He was upset about the news?”

“Upset doesn’t cut it,” The house keeper said with a tsk. “He was like thunder for days, hardly spoke a word, buried in his work, barely touched his food!”

Seraphina touched her chin thoughtfully— She had assumed Leandro was giving her the silent treatment on purpose, but maybe he was genuinely upset?

Surprisingly, when he arrived in Summitville, he hadn’t shown much sign of it, meting out a little ‘tough love’ before letting the matter drop.

The more Seraphina pondered over Leandro’s mood during those days, the more she found herself trying to stifle a chuckle.

“You weren’t trying to get a rise out of him, were you?” The house keeper chided. “That’s playing with fire, you know. Nothing good comes from riling up your partner like that.”

“Heavens, no!” Seraphina protested with a laugh. “He knows the stories were bunk, and he still got hot under the collar. Can’t blame me for that…”

“He has so much to take care of, it’s gotta be exhausting,” The house keeper sympathized. “He’s already got a lot on his plate, and seeing you on the news with another? Of course, he’d get upset. Can’t you cut him some slack?”

Seraphina was about to argue that Leandro wasn’t the fragile type, but the words caught in her throat. After all, Leandro did shoulder a heavy burden, and it was tough on him.

With a sigh, she said, “Alright, I’m heading up for a shower, clean up nice and fresh, and when he comes home, I’ll give him the royal treatment. How about that?”

With that, she rose and made her way upstairs.

The house keeper swatted at her playfully, “You’re incorrigible!”

True to her word, Seraphina went straight to her room and into the bathroom. But once inside, she paused.

During her absence, the bathroom had changed— Not drastically, but her personal items had been relegated to a corner, replaced by Leandro’s essentials in prominent spots.

His toothbrush, shaving kit, aftershave—all strategically placed.

His bathrobe hung by the window, his towel on the rack.

His slippers were in the corner, the showerhead adjusted to his height.

All signs that Leandro had claimed the bathroom as his own while she was away.

After a thorough scan of the bathroom, Seraphina lay down on her bed, immediately enveloped by a familiar scent.

Clearly, Leandro hadn’t just taken over her bathroom but her bed as well.

Seraphina lay there, still as stone, lost in thought.