Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 8

Karan and that boy named Valerio Reynolds both turned to her at the same time.

Blowing on her fingers and giving her earlobe a pinch, Seraphina then turned to Karan and apologized in a distracted manner, “Sorry, Karan, the soup was too hot and I just couldn’t hold it.”

Karan gave her a displeased side–eye and took the bowl of soup to the kitchen.

Rubbing her earlobe, Seraphina then turned to the boy opposite her. Valerio was already eating, his eyes lowered as he chewed elegantly and quietly. Seraphina hadn’t noticed before, but now she found hirm somewhat familiar. The more she looked at him, the more he reminded her of Leandro.

Karan brought out another bowl of soup and placed it before Seraphina.

“Thanks, Karan.” Seraphina kept her smile, her gaze drifting over to the boy across from her from time to time.

Karan seemed to have had enough of her, “Have you had your fill?”

“I’m just curious.” Seraphina replied, “It’s interesting that Leandro has such a big son.”

“Interesting?” Karan asked her, “You find it interesting, or does it make you uncomfortable?” Feigning surprise, Seraphina looked at Karan, “Karan, why would you think that of me?” This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Karan scoffed, “You know best.”

Seraphina sighed, “Karan, if you keep talking about me like this, I won’t be able to eat.”

With that, she put down her cutlery and focused entirely on Valerio, then suddenly asked, “Who’s your mom?” Valerio lifted his head abruptly and gave her a look, his gaze was as calm as before and he didn’t answer Seraphina’s question. Karan was already angry and put down her cutlery, grabbed Seraphina and was about to push her out, “Go, go, go! We don’t need you here! You’re still the same old Seraphina from seven years ago!” As she spoke, she dragged Seraphina to the front door, opened it and shoved her out. The shove sent Seraphina straight into the arms of the person outside.

Seraphina caught a whiff of a familiar scent of mint mixed with tobacco. She looked up slightly and saw Leandro. He was dressed in a light camel–colored cashmere sweater, looking comfortable but still emanating a strong aura.

Seraphina was in his arms, he looked down at her, his deep gaze unflinching. Seraphina started laughing at the sight of him. Despite not wearing makeup, her eyes were still sparkling, filled with emotion.

Leandro’s hand suddenly rested on her waist.

The next moment, Seraphina found herself standing straight. This man, was as cold and heartless as ever. Seraphina thought, but her smile was brighter than ever.

“What’s going on?” Leandro asked Karan.

“Ask her!” Karan glared at Seraphina.

Seraphina put on an aggrieved face, but her sparkling eyes made her look insincere.

“I just asked who the mother of your son was, and Karan got angry and kicked me out.” Seraphina explained.

After listening, he glanced at Seraphina, his gaze deep.

Seraphina said helplessly, “If I knew this question was off–limits, I wouldn’t have asked. What do you think, Mr. Reynolds?”

Leandro didn’t answer her. He didn’t even give her another glance as he walked past her and into the house. Just as Karan was about to close the door, Seraphina rushed over to block it, “Karan, I haven’t taken my things

yet. You should at least let me get my things before I leave!”

Hearing that, Karan glared at her and reluctantly let her in.

Once Seraphina re–entered the house, Karan and Valerio were still eating at the table, while Leandro was sitting on the couch alone, his long legs crossed as he looked through Valerio’s homework.

“Mr. Reynolds.” Seraphina sat down on the couch next to him, “I heard that you brought me back last night, can you tell me what happened?”

“You got on the wrong car.” Leandro’s voice was deep and calm. He didn’t even look at Seraphina.

Seraphina recalled the events of yesterday, she did get into a black car without even checking the license plate. Such an unexpected thing had happened.

Seraphina lightly touched her chin and started laughing, “So that’s what happened. Mr. Reynolds, you didn’t even recognize me at the party last night, and I didn’t expect that when I got on your car by mistake, you didn’t kick me out, but generously let me stay overnight at your house. What a surprise!”

Leandro slowly lifted his eyes to look at her, his gaze cold. But Seraphina wasn’t afraid, she even leaned in closer, “Mr. Reynolds‘ house isn’t something an ordinary woman can afford, right? How should I thank you?”

As she spoke, her high heel lightly brushed against Leandro’s pants.

Leandro barely glanced at her high heels out of the corner of his eye, then switched the position of his legs–the one that was on top was now out of Seraphina’s reach.