Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 232

Seraphina was planning some places to visit, places that Leandro knew very well.

Not because he’d been there, but because he’d seen them in countless photos and videos.

These were all photos and videos of Betty, which he’d watched repeatedly. Places Seraphina and Betty had once visited, he’d seen in the videos over and

over.

Despite these places being associated with Betty, Seraphina didnt shy away from them. However, she didn’t mention Betty either.

She was still grieving Betty’s passing.

Leandro knew, she hadn’t bounced back as easily as she’d hoped.

Seraphina understood why Leandro insisted on sticking around Velvetwood with her for a while

Just before bed, Seraphina glanced at the calendar and realized how fast time flew. She turned to Leandro, who was reading by the bed, “We’ve been away for nearly half a month. When are we heading back to Sunburst City?”

Tve got time Leandro answered

“But even if your company isn’t swamped, Valerio is starting school soon. Seraphina pointed out. “Doesn’t he need to get ready?”

“He likes it here.” Leandro responded, “A few more days wouldn’t hurt.”

Hearing that, Seraphina paused, then suddenly called out. “Leandro”

Leandro responded without lifting his eyes from his book.

Seraphina gave him a faint smile. “In a few days, lets go visit Betty”

Leandros hands paused mid-page flip. After a moment, he turned to her, his gaze intense.

“You’re waiting for March 4th, aren’t you? To pay her a visit?” Seraphina asked.

March 4th, the day Betty left this world.

didn’t deny it, “I want to visit her, with

her face, “I haven’t been to see

her But Seraphina had already snuggled into bed, half her face hidden under the covers, her back to him. “It’s a date, then. Don’t make any other

while, put

him snuggle up

by the heater, but she felt a

her hand in his, rubbing it gently. But her hand didn’t warm

paused, then slowly turned her around.

not cold. Seraphina sighed

her hand

by the time Seraphina came

could feel his warmth, even his

involuntarily pulled her hand back, but Leandro held

all too familiar with his heartbeat.

in the past, whenever he held her close, she

in his twenties, his heart would race

her joy, as if his rapid heartbeat was his way of expressing

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downs of life, having been on the brink of life and death, his heartbeat was steady, unaffected by joy or sorrow. Who was

him,

close, keeping her hand

she opened her eyes, she was still

looking down at her, as if he’d been

shifted slightly, only then realizing her hand was still on his chest. Her once slightly cold hand had

cold anymore.”

not

her hand away

again. This time, he brought it to his lips and gave it a

as if she’d been burned. She quickly

but she hardly ever visited Betty on that day.

at all in

busy, but the real reason was her guilt.

her daughter, she couldn’t face her,

which he always prioritized, aside to visit Betty with her,