Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 403

Sandra knew in her heart who was responsible for this opportunity.

Even if it was Leandro who made the decision, he had done so for Seraphina.

So, in the end, it was because of Seraphina.

She had betrayed a friendship of over a decade, stealing Seraphina’s only hope her child – when she had nothing left. She had lied and deceived Seraphina for seven long years. So, when Seraphina chose to blame or hate her, she had no defense.

Yet, against all odds, Seraphina had given her a chance at a new life.

Unknowingly, Sandra’s eyes welled up with tears once again.

Keen was just reaching her door when he saw a tear falling from her eye.

“Ms. Smith.” Keen averted his gaze slightly and called out her name in a low voice.

Jolted back to reality, Sandra quickly wiped the tear from her face.

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Keen then walked in, placing a stack of items in front of her details of her new accommodation, new identification documents, a debit card, and more, all neatly organized.

Sandra held the new ID in her hand, looking at it over and over again.

Keen didn’t disturb her, he simply said, “We will depart the day after tomorrow. I’ll come to get you.”

“Mr. Keen.” Sandra called out to him just as he was about to leave.

Keen halted, turned around, and knew from just one look at her what she wanted.

She had asked him the day she arrived if she could see Seraphina.

And now, as she was about to leave, she wanted to ask the same question.

Sure enough, Sandra finally asked, “Can I see Seraphina? Even just a glimpse of her from afar would do. Is that possible?”

Keen sighed slightly.

Judging from Sandra’s behavior, she truly regretted her actions and wanted Seraphina’s forgiveness.

Unfortunately, this was a question Keen couldn’t answer.

“Rest well and take care of yourself.” That was all he said before he left.

As Sandra watched his retreating figure, her eyes flickered for a moment before finally settling into a calm gaze.

In fact, there was more than one person she wanted to see.

But that person, that person… it was better not to see.

The next morning.

In a room at a private club, Bowen was awakened by the continuous ringing of his phone. He finally opened his eyes.

The room was dark with the curtains drawn shut. Only the light from his phone screen on the bedside table provided a faint glow.

Bowen held his throbbing temple, a result of a hangover, and checked his phone. Seeing it was a call from his lawyer, he hung up immediately.

The room fell silent, leaving only the sound of his heartbeat and breathing.

But then, he realized there was another set of breaths overlapping with his!

Bowen quickly reached out and turned on the bedside lamp.

As the light came on, a pair of slender arms silently wrapped around his waist.

Bowen turned his head and saw Tania leaning against his shoulder, his eyes darkened instantly.

Tania clung to him without uttering a word.

After a while, Bowen finally said, “Why are you here?”

Tania suddenly looked up at him, “Don’t you remember?”

Bowen turned his face away without expression, released her hands from his waist, opened the curtains, took the pack of cigarettes and lighter from the bedside table, walked towards the slowly opening curtains, and lit a cigarette for himself.

Of course, he remembered.

He had drunk a few more glasses than he intended at a dinner party the night before. The people there, whom he had a good rapport with, either spoke superficially or beat around the bush. None of them truly wanted to help him, and they dared not offend the Reynolds Group.

Disappointed but not surprised, he left the party and then he saw Tania.

She was there with some friends and was about to leave too.

Seeing him unexpectedly, Tania was stunned.

Since the last time he had abandoned her again after she had gone through so much to find him, she seemed to have woken up – this man truly did not love her. She hated and resented him, was so angry that she wanted to kill him. Even her father had told her it was possible, but in the end, she couldn’t bring herself to do it. Every woman in love was clinging to an elusive hope, always thinking that she was the special one, that he was not really like this, that he would come back to find

her.

Last night’s encounter was fate to Tania.

How could he not love her? How could he bear to leave her?

Clearly, he missed hér terribly… All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

But all the emotions lay bare after drunkenness returned to his usual indifference once he sobered up.

“You should leave,” Bowen said, “Since we’ve broken up, we shouldn’t linger.”

“The one who can’t let go is not me!” Tania suddenly got up from the bed, rushed into his arms, looked up at him, and said, “Last night, it was you! You held me and asked me not to leave! Why? Why is that? You clearly can’t bear to leave me! You clearly love me!”

As she spoke, tears fell from her eyes. The once haughty and domineering princess was now humbled in front of him.

Bowen looked at her red eyes and after a long while, he reached out and gently stroked her eyebrows.

It seemed he always encountered foolish girls who were so similar to each other that he could always see one person through them.

“Ding, ding, ding-”

The moment their eyes met, Bowen’s phone rang again.

He turned to look at his phone lying at the foot of the bed and saw the incoming call. Bowen pushed Tania away, walked to the foot of the bed, picked up the phone, and quickly answered it.

“Mr. Smith,” a deep male voice came from the other end, “We found that the Reynolds Group’s Administrative Department has issued several tickets to London for tomorrow. The passengers are not employees of the Reynolds Group. It’s very likely they are planning to send Ms. Smith away-”

“Time, place,” Bowen said coldly.

The other party quickly gave the specific time and location at the airport.

“I’ll have someone staked out at the airport today,” Bowen declared, “Even if we have to search every nook and cranny of the airport tomorrow, we’re going to find her!”

Tania stood by the window, staring blankly at Bowen until he hung up the phone. Then she finally asked, “What are you doing? What are you hiding from me?”

Bowen glanced at her, got up and headed towards the bathroom.

“You go home first,” he said without looking back, “If everything goes well tomorrow, I’ll come find you.”

Tania suddenly stepped forward and grabbed him, “Are you getting yourself into something dangerous?”

Bowen paused for a moment before turning his head to look at her, “You know there’s nothing I set my mind on that I can’t accomplish. If you don’t want me to avoid you like before, then be a good girl and listen to me.”

Hearing this, Tania stared at him blankly for a while before once again reaching out to hug him, “I’ll wait for you. I’ll always wait for you!”.