Tangled in his Obsession novel Chapter 462

Chapter 462

After listening to Seraphina’s spiel, Simon chuckled softly before eventually responding with a nonchalant, “Having faith is a good thing.”

“Do you have faith, Mr. Martin?” Seraphina inquired.

“None,” Simon answered bluntly. “I’m more of a believer in making my own destiny.”

Raising an eyebrow, Seraphina retorted, “A man without faith is a man without fear. Perhaps Mr. Martin, you feel that lacking faith frees you from all restraints?”

“Life’s but a fleeting moment, why live it in constant fear and hesitation? That’s no way to live at all,” Simon remarked. “I thought you youngsters would see through that.”

Leandro, who had been quietly listening, finally spoke up, “That just shows that we walk different paths, Mr. Martin.”

Seraphina glanced at Leandro, whose gaze was cool and steady on Simon.

Simon let out another dry laugh and said, “You’re right. It would be quite dull if everyone were the same. You and your wife are quite the interesting couple. I’m sure you’ll lead a very interesting life.”

“Thank you,” Leandro replied coolly.

Simon’s eyes once again settled on Seraphina, and after a moment of silent observation, he remarked, “I once thought you reminded me of someone I knew.”

“Did I?” Seraphina lifted her chin slightly. “And now?”

“Not anymore,” came Simon’s reply.

“Is it because I’m sharp-tongued and maybe a bit too forthright? Did I scare Mr. Martin?” Seraphina teased.

Simon smiled, “How could you?”

“Right, I forgot. Mr. Martin fears nothing,” said Seraphina with a hint of sarcasm.

Simon laughed again but did not pursue the conversation further.

During the quiet interlude, the door to the hospital room was gently knocked upon, and Seraphina looked up to see Herman entering.

“Leandro,” Herman greeted Leandro before noticing Simon seated on the couch, which caused him to pause briefly.

Simon nodded at him with a smile, and Herman, recovering from his moment of surprise, greeted him rather coldly, “Mr. Martin.”

Simon then asked, “It’s been a while. Have you fully recovered?”

“You mean from the injury?” Herman replied. “It was nothing serious, and I’m hard to kill.”

Simon smiled faintly, “Good. In your line of work, you should have such resilience.”

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As Herman was about to speak, the door swung open again.

Andrea entered, not expecting Herman to be there, and after a moment of silence said, “Valerio mentioned he left his sketchbook here. I came to fetch it for him.”

Seraphina handed her the sketchbook from beside the couch.

At this juncture, Simon stood up, “Since you’re doing well, Leandro, I won’t impose any longer. Andrea, will you be coming back. with me?”

Before Andrea could reply, Seraphina pulled her aside and said, “She’s got dinner plans with me tonight, so sorry Mr. Martin, I’ll be borrowing your daughter.”

“That’s fine,” Simon said. “You young folks enjoy yourselves. I’ll be on my way.”

“Take care, Mr. Martin.”

Seraphina escorted Simon to the door, and after one last look and a nod, he departed without looking back.

Returning to the room, Seraphina overheard Herman asking Leandro, “What brought him here?”