Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 132

“Becoming strangers and cutting all (les may sound simple, but after Seraphina said it, she came down

with a fever that lasted all night.

Leandro immediately called for a doctor to stay overnight at the apartment, and he himself was up all

night.

In the early morning, Keen came to pick up Leandro for work and bumped into Laura who was

delivering breakfast. After asking about the situation, Keen felt sorry for him – even though Seraphina

was taken care of by the doctor and Laura all night, Leandro was up all night. There’s no way it wasn’t

her, is

there?

When Keen entered the apartment, he saw Leandro and Dr. David sitting at the dining table, having

breakfast and discussing Seraphina’s condition.

After listening for a while, Keen couldn’t help but frown – Seraphina really had a hard life, even getting

sick was more complicated than others. Despite saying that she would get better after bearing with it,

she fell into a coma.

Thinking this, he glanced at Leandro’s face and couldn’t help but ask, “Do you want to cancel today’s

schedule? Anyway, the people at Alvis Ltd, are very familiar with Eric, and he should be able to handle

it alone”

“No need “Leandro said.

With this brief answer, Keen Immediately felt relieved although that woman could distract the boss, at

the crucial moment, the boss knows that work is still the most important.

After breakfast, Leandro gave some instructions to David and Laura, and then left.

Meanwhile, in the bedroom, Seraphina was still unconscious

That morning, the negotiation with Alvis Ltd. went very smoothly, so much so that the executives of

Alvis Ltd. personally hosted a banquet.

Although Leandro was preoccupied, he politely accepted.

The research report Keen had done played an important role in the negotiation, and seeing the

negotiation go so smoothly, he was very happy and had a lively conversation with an executive from

Alvis Ltd. at the dining table..

When the meal was coming to an end, an executive suddenly asked, “Doesn’t the wine suit Mr.

Reynolds‘ taste? Do you want to change the bottle?”

Following everyone’s gaze, Keen looked at the wine glass in front of Leandro and found that he had

hardly touched it

“No need” Leandro said. “It’s a good wine. I’m just not used to drinking at lunch.”

That was true.

Since taking over the Reynolds Group, Leandro had been strictly disciplined, holding himself to higher

standards than his subordinates, and never allowed himself to drink at lunch.

Keen, who had been with him for many years, naturally knew his habits, but when he saw Leandro’s

fingers tapping rhythmically on the table, he suddenly remembered something

This was one of the rare gestures that Leandro would show when he was emotional, and it was a sign

that he was about to lose his patience.

But today’s negotiation was going very smoothly, so what could make him lose his patience?

Keen immediately understood, stood up, and said to the people at the table, “Excuse me, I have a call

to take.”

He left the VIP area of the restaurant, took out his phone, and called Laura.

After the call connected, Laura gave him some good news, “Ms. Bennett has regained consciousness

and her temperature has dropped a bit, she’s in the

bath now.”

Hearing this, Keen felt a wave of relief, and after a pause, he said, “Find a chance to subtly remind her

to give Mr. Reynolds a call and update him on her condition. Ask her to call him herself.”

After Laura agreed and hung up, she heard Seraphina coming out of the bathroom, so she knocked on

the door and entered the bedroom to find Seraphina had finished her bath.

“Ms. Bennett.” Laura, not knowing how to put it subtly, said straightforwardly, “Mr. Keen asked you to

call Mr. Reynolds and update him on your condition.” Hearing this, Seraphina raised an eyebrow, laid

back down, and lazily replied, “Tell him I’m sick and don’t have the strength to call.”

Hearing this, Laura turned around and left the room.

Dr. David was still in the apartment, and when he saw Laura calling Keen again, he asked in a low

voice, “Miss Laura, what exactly is the relationship between Ms. Bennett and Mr. Reynolds, do you

know?”

Laura frowned and said. “I think they might be boyfriend and girlfriend? But their relationship is a bit

strange, so I’m not sure.”

David nodded in agreement, I also feel that their relationship is a bit strange, not like normal friends,

but it seems to be lacking the feeling of a boyfriend and girlfriend relationship…”

After hearing Lauras relay of Seraphina’s words, Keen felt both angry and helpless, and when he found

an opportunity, he whispered to Leandro, “1 just spoke to Laura, she said Ms. Bennett is awake, so you

don’t need to worry too much.”

Hearing this, Leandro just replied, “okay”

Meanwhile, after her bath, Seraphina laid in the freshly changed bed feeling much lighter and was

about to continue sleeping when her phone rang.

Thinking it was Keen, she rolled her eyes and picked up the phone, only to see Cooper Adams‘ name.

“Sela?” Hearing her voice, Cooper sounded confused, “Why does your voice sound like this? Are you

sick?”

Yeah, I have a bit of a fever.” Seraphina replied.

Cooper’s voice immediately became tense, “Did you go to the hospital? Where are you? Are you in the

apartment?”

“No.” Seraphina replied weakly, “Tm in Moonhaven”

Cooper seemed taken aback, then said, “I thought you were in Velvetwood, there’s a musical I wanted

to see with you. I didn’t expect you to be not only out of town but also sick… How’s your condition? Is it

serious?”

“When is the musical?” Seraphina chuckled, “If it’s in a few days, I might be able to make it.”

“In a week Cooper said.

“Really. Seraphina pondered, “I need to check my schedule before I can give you an answer”

Cooper chuckled softly. “No worries, just focus on your health.”

Seraphina murmured a response, and Cooper paused before speaking again, “So we’re agreed, I’ll-”

His words suddenly hung in the air, prompting a confused Seraphina to call out. “Cooper?”

After a moment, Cooper summoned the courage to ask, “Sera, are you with Leandro now?”

Seraphina chuckled, “Yeah, I am.”

“But didn’t you say… you disliked him?” Cooper inquired.

Turning in her bed to face the ceiling, Seraphina replied leisurely. “I’m living in his apartment now, but

that doesn’t mean… I don’t dislike him.”

That night, when Leandro returned to the apartment, Seraphina had already slept through the

afternoon and was changing clothes in the dressing room, while Laura watched her with a troubled

expression.

“What happened?” Leandro stood at the bedroom door, asking in a low voice.

Seeing him, Laura breathed a sigh of relief, “Mr. Reynolds, it’s perfect timing Ms. Bennett really wants

to go out.”

Leandro glanced at Seraphina, signaled Laura to leave, then stepped in, “Where do you want to go?”

He knew her fever had finally subsided after three days, but she should still be weak. However, she

looked energetic, her eyes particularly bright.

“I want corn soup.” Seraphina pouted at his silent gaze, “I want it freshly cooked.”

Leandro paused, surprised that she was insisting on such a minor detail,

“You can have Laura buy it from the store,” he suggested.

“Nope.” Seraphina rejected. “The one bought from the store won’t be fresh out of the pot, it just doesn’t

taste the same”

Leandro looked at her, slowly suggesting. Then we can have the chef cook it for you.”

“I want corn soup cooked over a stove!” Seraphina exclaimed, slightly irritated, “Your apartment doesn’t

even have gas, how can you make stove–cooked soup?”

Having finished dressing, she walked up to Leandro and stopped, then broke into a smile, reaching out

to tug on his coat, “You just got back in time, why don’t you come with me?”

She looked up at him, her eyes bright and face full of smiles, her coquettish and pleading demeanor

was…

irresistible.

Leandro remained expressionless, shrugged off her hand, “There’s a restaurant run by one of our

countrymen just twenty minutes away by car. If you think the oatmeal Laura buys lacks taste, then let

Keen fetch you some authentic ones.”

He walked out of the bedroom, sat on the living room couch, and reached for his phone.

Seraphina followed him, snatched his phone, then sat in his lap, looking up at him, “Don’t call Keen! He

doesn’t like me. If he has to go out and buy food this late, he’ll dislike me even more.”

Leandro looked at her without replying. Seraphina tossed his phone aside, wrapped her arms around

his waist, snuggled into his chest, “Just go with me… I’ve barely eaten anything for two days, all I want

now is a bowl of warm corn soup…

Her temperature was still slightly high, the warmth from her forehead rubbing against his neck and chin,

generating a heat that stirred a certain passion within him.

Her body pressed closely against his, writhing. It was hard to believe that she was doing this

unintentionally.

“Come on, let’s go..” Seraphina pleaded relentlessly. “It’s not far I really want to eat…”

Leandro grabbed her slender waist, halting her movements, his voice slightly hoarse, “If you want to go

out, then get off me so I can change.”

Upon hearing this, Seraphina burst into laughter, promptly hopped off him and pulled him up, “Alright,

go change.”

Ten minutes later, Leandro emerged from the bedroom in a new bespoke suit.

Half an hour later, Leandro, clad in his bespoke suit, sat with Seraphina in a homely diner in the next

block.

It was now past nine in the evening, the restaurant was still bustling, the air filled with the hustle and

bustle of city life and the aroma of food. Waitstaff and patrons moved about, creating a lively

atmosphere.

In this lively scene, Leandro seemed out of place.