Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 38

Seraphina sat there, staring straight at Balch, and sighed softly, “Mr. Lawson, you didn’t like me from the get–go, did you?”

Batch, hearing this, took another look at her

“But turns out, you were right not to Seraphina said with a self–mocking laugh. “Did you see that video online today?”

Balch moved to the couch across from her, not responding

“Interesting, isn’t it?” Seraphina looked at him, “I only watched the beginning before shutting it off. I wonder if it gets any good?”

Balch didn’t answer this either

The video was only a couple of minutes long and, while it didn’t show anything too explicit, the characters, location, and insinuated outcome had everyone in a lizzy

“Is it about what happened at Enchanted Petals Club that night?” Balch suddenly asked

At this, Seraphina’s gaze filled with loathing before softeniny, “You figured it out, didn’t you? Yeah, that night.”

She remembered running into him that night while trying to avoid Leandro. She’d been quite spiteful.

Balch paused for a moment before asking. “Your childhood with the Reynolds family wasn’t very happy, was it? Did it have anything to do with Leandro?”

Seraphina curled up on the couch, chin resting on her knees, and looked at Balch with a chuckle, “Mr. Lawson, you’re really sharp.”

“If you’re willing to talk about it, I’m willing to listen,” Balch said.

Seraphina stopped laughing. After a long silence, she finally said, “Even if I didn’t say anything, you would’ve guessed… I was naive back then, easily fooled by him. I thought he was the best man in the world and loved him with all my heart. When the Reynolds family found out, they saw me as a menace and couldn’t tolerate me. So, he coldly drove me away. It’s been seven years. I thought I’d be over it, but turns out, I can’t forget certain things and certain people.”

These words were half true, half–false, but they made Seraphina sad.

She came back to reality and laughed again.

“So, do you still love him? Balch asked in a low voice.

Seraphina let out a small laugh, then her eyes calmed, and she slowly said, “No, I hate him.”

Balch slightly lowered his head and adjusted his glasses, “To hate out of love shows you still love him.”

Seraphina slowly shook her head, and after a quiet moment, she said, “I hate him, not because of love, but despair. Mr. Lawson, have you ever felt despair?”

She looked at him, her eyes clear and fragile.

“No.” Balch quietly said

“So… Seraphina said, “You wouldn’t understand how much I hate him.”

After saying this, she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, she exhaled and returned to her usual bright demeanor.

“I feel much better after talking about it. Thank you, Mr. Lawson. Standing up, she added, “I should get going. You don’t mind if I leave in these clothes, do you?”

Balch didn’t try to keep her. He also stood up and said, “I’ll drive you home.”

And so, Seraphina, wearing Balch’s robe, got into his car, and he personally drove her home.

As the car approached the entrance of the complex, a black Bentley pulled up.

In the back seat of the Bentley, Leandro’s expression was stern as he locked eyes with Seraphina. Têxt © NôvelDrama.Org.

Biting her lip slightly, Seraphina gave him a cocky, sly smile.

However, when she turned to look at Balch, her expression suddenly changed. Even though he didn’t see it, he could tell that she was clearly tense.

Balch then looked at Leandro.

Their eyes met, and Balch nodded at Leandro, gave Seraphina a smile, and drove off.

Leandro pulled his gaze back, his eyes deep and thoughtful