Tangled in His Obsession Series

Chapter 449

In over two decades of life, Seraphina had never witnessed an actual surgery, except for the dramatized versions on TV and movies where the operating room was a hive of tension. She had heard, however, that in reality, the atmosphere in the OR was often surprisingly relaxed, even filled with lighthearted banter among the medical staff.

Yet as she donned her scrubs and entered the OR, she was met with a profound silence, punctuated only by the sounds of surgical instruments.

The doctors were intensely focused on the task at hand, operating on Leandro, and only a couple of nurses spared her a brief glance before swiftly returning their attention to their work.

Standing quietly at the perimeter of the sterile theater, Seraphina observed Leandro lying unconscious on the table. Though under the heavy veil of anesthesia, his brow was still furrowed with tension. She couldn’t fathom the pain and struggle his body was enduring, but she knew it had to be unbearable. After all, hadn’t his life been a series of hardships?

Lost in thought, she found herself drawn closer to the operating table, standing right at the head where Leandro lay. One of the assisting surgeons suddenly looked up and locked eyes with her. “Mrs. Reynolds,” he said, his tone laced with a stern warning.

Seraphina knew what he meant. She had promised not to interfere with the surgery. So she simply stood there, silently watching over Leandro, the man who often held her in his arms, refusing to sleep. How could he willingly close his eyes in her presence unless he was utterly exhausted?

She believed that if he sensed her presence, he would somehow find the strength to open his eyes, no matter what.

After a long moment of contemplation, she bent forward, kissing Leandro’s forehead through the mask. The action drew a few glances from the medical team, but Seraphina held her position, unwavering.

And then, as if nothing had happened, the OR returned to its previous rhythm of quiet efficiency.

The surgery lasted a grueling eight hours.

At four in the morning, Leandro was wheeled out of the OR and into the ICU. Seraphina followed alongside his bed until they reached the doors of the intensive care unit.

The hallway was already crowded with concerned faces-Bruce and Keen, who had been there from the start, Leandro’s friends who had arrived later, and members of the Reynolds family along with several executives from Reynolds Group who had turned up at some point.

Despite the surgery being tentatively successful, the concern was palpable on everyone’s face as they peered into the ICU at Leandro, his body a maze of tubes and wires, almost afraid to breathe too loudly.

Seraphina was escorted by Andrea to change out of her scrubs and upon her return, the heavy air of anxiety still hung over the group.

Herman, spotting her, paused before approaching. “You should get some rest,” he suggested gently.

smile. “I’m fine. You all have been

look at her. Victor and Edgar offered words of comfort just as Leonard stepped forward, his gaze heavy

shaking her head as if to warn her,

family and the high-ranking executives

as Seraphina was enveloped by the

inkling of what was to come, followed at a distance.

confronted Seraphina about her decision to involve the police

state, and his mother taken by the police, how do you think it looks for the Reynolds family? Do you have any idea how this could affect the

my concern, nor is the Reynolds Group my responsibility. All I know is that if someone commits a crime, they should be held accountable.” That’s Leandro’s

Seraphina without waiting for her to speak. He addressed Leonard firmly, “The case involving Gloria is a criminal assault, not a Reynolds family affair. She has fully

Reynolds Enterprises, right? You blame me, which means you blame Leandro. Because any impact I have on the company will ultimately fall on Leandro’s

“Leandro is still fighting for his life, and you speak such words. What are you trying

fate,” Seraphina said, her gaze sweeping over the assembled faces. “But how many here are itching to

at a loss for words.

need for any of you to stand here and criticize,” Seraphina continued. “The choices I’ve made, I stand by them. And any responsibilities Leandro must bear, I’ll shoulder

the crowd seemed even more indignant, their voices

on the matter. She turned to a nurse, “Would

already on her way due to the noise, promptly intervened. “Ladies and gentlemen, this is a hospital. The patients need peace. If you wish to stay, please be quiet.

social standing, the

silence, leaving only Aunt Celeste, Nanette, Ferne,

called out to her just as she

turning back to face her.

do you have any idea how important Reynolds Enterprises is to him? You just casually handed over his control of the

accepts it or not,” Seraphina replied. “He’ll have to accept my

notion laughable. “Do you really believe you’re more