Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 355

A bit later, the police finally released a statement about the case.

The statement detailed the parties involved: Edwin, Seraphina, Leandro, and Vivian, and gave a blow- by-blow account of Edwin’s trouble-making behavior. It also revisited Vivian’s fall from a building, and concluded that the incident was an accident.

Once the detailed case report hit the newsstands, it was picked up by a ton of official media outlets. The irrational chatter quieted down quite a bit, but a few stubborn skeptics still questioned whether the Reynolds family was using their deep pockets to cover up the truth.

Shortly after, Keen, acting as Leandro’s special assistant, took some heat from the media.

In the interview, he mentioned Vivian’s fall and said that Leandro has been financially supporting the Smith family for years, with all payments on record.

Over the past couple of years, Edwin had voiced his dissatisfaction with the amount of money he had received, but Leandro had continued to provide financial aid as usual.

After the interview was released, the online conversation took a sharp turn. Most people thought that Edwin had intentionally caused this incident out of greed, hoping to scare Leandro, but ended up getting himself slapped with a charge of causing trouble.

When Seraphina saw the case report, she was hanging out with Andrea.

After reading the report, she handed her tablet to Andrea, Andrea took it, read the report carefully, and then looked at the comments below.

“These people are ridiculous,” Andrea couldn’t help but comment halfway through. “They start yelling before they know the whole story, and now that they know they were wrong, they’re rushing to criticize others. Have they ever thought about apologizing for their misguided comments?”

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“Admitting you’re wrong takes a lot of courage,” Seraphina said. “It’s always easier to throw stones at others. This kind of thing happens all the time, why are you still surprised?”

Andrea slowly said, “I never really paid attention to this stuff.”

“I know,” Seraphina said lightly, “our Andrea is too good for this earthly mess.”

Andrea didn’t respond to her joke. She spent a few more moments staring at the tablet before saying, “I suppose the police have already questioned Leandro before releasing this report, right?”

“Of course,” Seraphina said. “Herman’s always thorough.”

“So, Leandro’s statement is that Vivian’s fall was an accident,” Andrea said.

Seraphina shrugged, “That answer isn’t exactly a shocker, is it?”

“But do you really care whether it’s true or not?”

“Of course I care,” Seraphina said with a slight smile. “No one cares more than I do. Until there’s solid evidence, I choose to believe it was an accident. But if evidence proves otherwise, whoever’s responsible will have hell to pay.”

That night, when Leandro got home, Seraphina was already in bed. © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.

She had just dozed off when she heard noises from outside. Usually, Leandro’s pretty quiet when he comes home, but tonight, it sounded like he wasn’t alone.

Curious, Seraphina got up and sneakily opened the door to peek outside, and sure enough, she saw Keen accompanying Leandro up the stairs.

Even though Seraphina barely made a sound when she opened the door, Leandro still turned to look at her.

For some reason, she thought he looked a tad pale, but after a closer look, she couldn’t put her finger on what was different.

So, Seraphina decided to fully open the door and ask, “Working late again?”

“No,” Keen hurriedly replied. “Just finished entertaining guests, I’m bringing Mr. Reynolds home.”

After he finished speaking, Leandro had already reached Seraphina and took her hand to lead her into the room.

His hand was slightly cold, which was a change from his usual warm and dry grip.

Surprised, Seraphina gave him a quick look, then saw a bag in Keen’s hand. She asked, “What’s that you’re holding?”

Keen remembered the bag in his hand and quickly handed it over, “It’s Mr. Reynolds’ medicine.”

‘Medicine?” Seraphina took it from him, “What kind of medicine?”

“Just some stomach medicine,” Leandro answered nonchalantly. Then he turned to Keen and said, “You can leave now.”

Keen responded but couldn’t help giving Seraphina another glance before turning to leave.

.Seraphina opened the bag and saw that it was indeed medicine for the stomach.

Frowning, she turned to Leandro and asked, “You drank so much at the party that you need stomach medicine?*

As Leandro walked into the room, he said, “Even without the medicine, it wouldn’t be a big deal.”

Seraphina watched him walk into the bathroom, then turned and went downstairs.

Sure enough, Keen was still waiting downstairs with a glass of ice water prepared for Leandro.

Mrs. Reynolds, seeing Seraphina come down, he immediately handed over the glass of water and detailed the instructions for the medicine.

As she looked at the medicine in her hand, Seraphina asked, “Was the party that important? You had to drink so much that you need medicine?”

“Well, the party was indeed important, but Mr. Reynolds only had two drinks,” Keen explained. “It might be because he’s been working too hard and eating irregularly, so his stomach hurts. It’s an old problem. Mr. Reynolds doesn’t pay much attention to it, so he only takes medicine when he remembers. But now that you’re here,

he should take better care.”

After hearing this, Seraphina rolled her eyes, “He doesn’t take care of his own health, then comes honte sick so I have to take care of him?”

With that, Seraphina turned and went back upstairs.

When Leandro came out of the bathroom after his shower, Seraphina wasn’t in the room. Beside the bed were the medicine he was supposed to take and a glass of ice water.

Leandro plunked down by the bed, about to take a sip of water when bam, the door swung open. Seraphina strode in, with another glass of water in hand, gave him a glaring look and coldly commanded, “Put it down.”

And indeed, Leandro did as told, setting down his water glass.

Stepping forward, Seraphina handed him the refilled soft plastic cup she was holding. “Drink this. Take

your meds.”

Each word, every sentence from her was like an order, and Leandro was surprisingly obedient, swiftly downing his pills and guzzling most of the water.

Patting his head with satisfaction, Seraphina said, “Leandro, such a good boy.”

Upon hearing this, Leandro’s expression dimmed a notch. He reached out, pulling her into his arms. “What did you say?”

“I said, you need to behave. Take your meds on time, go to bed early, eat meals regularly, and no more drinking when you have a stomachache.” Seraphina slowly spelled it out. “Will you listen or not?”

Leandro looked at her silently for a moment, eyes half-closed. He slowly asked, “What’s it to you whether I listen or not?”

“Oh my, are you defying me?” Seraphina reached out to pinch his face, “What’s the use of a husband who doesn’t listen? I want a divorce!”

Leandro caught her hand in a tight grip.

“Ouch…” Seraphina couldn’t help but yelp in pain.

The next moment, Leandro said, “Alright, I’ll behave