When Andrea returned to the ballroom, Seraphina caught sight of her right away and beckoned her over with a casual wave of her hand.
Andrea made her way over to Seraphina at a brisk pace. Before Seraphina could voice the question on her mind, she noticed Andrea's pallor and couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? You look a little off."
"It's nothing," Andrea replied tersely, then added, "Bowen's been found."
Seraphina wasn't surprised. "So, the wedding's going on as planned, right?"
Andrea nodded.
Seraphina couldn't help but let out a wry chuckle before looking back at Andrea. "If the wedding is going on as usual, why the long face? Don't tell me you were anticipating Bowen to stir something up?"
At that, Andrea playfully pinched Seraphina's waist. "Stop talking nonsense!"
The two shared a laugh, and once they'd regained their composure, Andrea sighed, "You know, I did think that if Bowen had bolted for love, I might have actually admired him for it."
Seraphina gave her a knowing look. "That would only make you more certain that true love exists in this world, right?"
Andrea didn't respond but didn't deny it either.
Seraphina then put an arm around her, "You don't need to pin your hopes on Bowen. He's not the type. Maybe if you set your sights on someone else, you won't be let down."
At that, Andrea only chuckled and then said, "I'm not listening to your wild stories. Go mingle; I need to go greet the other guests."
Seraphina nodded, watching as Andrea turned to leave. Her gaze then drifted across the room and locked onto Bowen making his entrance. He looked a shade paler than before, his eyes rimmed red, yet his smile seemed plastered on, betraying no sign of trouble.
Noticing Seraphina's gaze, Bowen lifted his champagne glass from afar in salute.
Seraphina casually turned to face him with a small smile.
Soon, Bowen was swarmed by guests, and Seraphina lost interest in watching him.
As the wedding ceremony began and the guests settled down, Seraphina's eyes once again found Bowen. With Tania on his arm, he stepped toward the altar, a picture of romantic commitment, entering into the sanctity of marriage.
While everyone watched the couple, Seraphina leaned towards Leandro and whispered, "I must have really made you furious before, right?"
Leandro glanced at her, "What's this? A sudden bout of self-reflection?"
"No," Seraphina replied. "I'm just regretting not pushing you further, to the point of utter frustration... Would you have thought about killing me then?"
Leandro's gaze briefly swept towards Bowen on the stage. "Do you think I haven't considered it?"
Seraphina, intrigued, pressed on, "Then why didn't you act on it?"
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