Chapter 466
Back in the living room, Herman was still lost in his own world, disengaged from the animated conversation led by Leandro and the chit-chat centered around Seraphina. He just sat in the corner, lost in thought.
Every time Seraphina caught a glimpse of him, she could hardly suppress a chuckle. Herman, on the other hand, wasn’t in the mood for laughter.
In fact, the thing that Seraphina had brought up had been weighing on his mind for days.
He kept reflecting on whether he had been too harsh that day, to the extent that he might have hurt Andrea’s feelings.
Honestly, considering how he usually treated Andrea, leaving without a word that day wasn’t really out of character for him. But for some reason, ever since he learned that Andrea might be the girl from seven years ago, despite insisting he was over it, he couldn’t help but feel differently whenever he saw her.
That’s why he’d been mulling it over, wondering if he had crossed the line.
Andrea always seemed so nonchalant, but Seraphina mentioned she was upset… How far had he really gone that day?
With this in mind, Herman found himself instinctively reaching for his phone, his thumbs scrolling across the screen as he mentally crafted an apology.
How could he apologize after such a long time? They had agreed to let bygones be bygones and to act like strangers. Wouldn’t it be awkward to message her out of the blue?
After wrestling with his thoughts for a while, Herman finally decided to bite the bullet and call Andrea to come clean, but as he stood up, there she was, walking through the door.
She wore a calm smile as she looked at Seraphina in the midst of everyone; “Sorry, I’m late.”
And Seraphina, who had claimed she’d probably bail at the last minute, beamed, “You’re not late at all, dinner hasn’t even started! Didn’t you say you wouldn’t make it until after seven? You’re actually early!”
Hearing this, Herman shot Seraphina a glare that could kill.
Seraphina turned just in time to catch his look and simply flashed him a small smile before pulling Andrea by the hand.
Herman silently pocketed his phone.
Everyone present was a close friend of Leandro, and they were all familiar with Andrea. Upon seeing her, there was a moment of surprise as they glanced between her, Leandro, and Seraphina, each wearing an expression that seemed to hold back a secret.
“Hey, Andrea, come here,” Valerio said, grabbing her hand with excitement, eager to show her his recent achievements in studies and play.
“Valerio!” Seraphina suddenly called out to him, “Didn’t Uncle Herman give you a model airplane last time? Why don’t you show him how well you’ve put it together?”
“Oh, right!” Valerio replied, releasing Andrea’s hand and asking her to wait at the foot of the stairs before running back to pull Herman along upstairs.
Their ascending figures stood out conspicuously, drawing the eyes of everyone in the room until they disappeared upstairs.
“Something feels off here,” Edgar said, stroking his chin and looking at Seraphina, “What are you up to?”
“You’re overthinking it,” Seraphina leaned into Leandro’s embrace, giving him a glance before saying. “I’m not up to anything. I just want the people I care about to be happy, that’s it.”
With that, Edgar was even more confused, “The people you care about, who would that be?”
Seraphina exchanged a look with Leandro before she replied with a light chuckle, “I’m not telling you.”
“Come on, Leandro,” Edgar turned to him, “Your wife’s being bold, and you’re just letting her?”
Leandro looked up nonchalantly and smiled, “If I don’t let her have her way, should I let you?”
The room erupted into a mix of cheers and laughter…
Seraphina snuggled closer into Leandro’s arms, triumphantly watching Edgar surrender and retreat.
Upstairs in Valerio’s room, the boy was showing Andrea his recent drawings while handing each model to Herman for inspection.
After examining a few models, Herman couldn’t help but glance at Andrea.
She was seated quietly, flipping through Valerio’s sketchbook, occasionally engaging in hushed conversation and laughter with the kid, acting as if Herman was invisible.
Just as Herman felt extremely awkward, Seraphina’s voice calling for Valerio echoed from downstairs. Valerio gave a shout back and dashed out of the room.
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10:07
Suddenly alone with Andrea, Herman was caught off guard. Andrea, however, remained composed, putting away Valerio’s sketchbook and proceeding to tidy up his desk.
Herman sat on the bed behind her, silently observing her every move.
When Andrea finished tidying the desk and turned around, Herman was still sitting there, dazed.
She broke the silence first, “Are you done with the models? If you’re finished, I’ll put them away.”
That jolted Herman back to reality. He stood awkwardly and revealed the pile of models he’d been hiding behind.
Andrea then stepped forward to organize them, and Herman, unable to just stand by idly, silently helped her.
The last model, a cruise ship, was on the highest shelf. Andrea tiptoed but couldn’t reach it.
From behind, Herman watched as the hem of her shirt lifted, revealing a sliver of her waist. Snapping back to his senses with a warm flush on his face, he quickly stepped forward to take the model from her hands and effortlessly placed it on the top shelf.
“Thanks,” Andrea said with a casual shrug.
Herman’s voice was unexpectedly raspy, and after a brief pause, he finally managed to say, “I’m sorry.”
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