Tangled in His Obsession (Seraphina)

Chapter 392

Once Seraphina had familiarized herself with every aspect of Valerio’s new school, she was still reluctant to leave.

However, she knew she couldn’t stay at the school and disrupt Valerio’s studies. Therefore, she chose a nearby

café to wait for Valerio’s school day to end.

Leandro was understanding and dropped her off at the café before heading back to his office.

Once Leandro was gone, Seraphina asked the waitress for some paper and a pen and spent the whole afternoon

engrossed in a single task,

She began calculating how much she owed Sandra over the years.

Ever since she left the Reynolds household, Sandra had been by her side. From her initial arrival in Starhaven to her

departure from the Wilson family, Sandra was the constant in her life.

Since then, she has received a lot from Sandra.

When she first arrived in Starhaven, she was unfamiliar with the place and couldn’t get along with Magdalen. During

this time, she was stubborn and unwilling to ask Magdalen for help. Sandra was there to support her in every aspect

of her life.

Magdalen barely paid any attention to her, but occasionally, Samuel Wilson would send her some living expenses.

Even her college tuition was provided by Samuel.

Samuel’s generosity made her life much easier, but that didn’t exempt Sandra’s continuous help.

Ever since she got pregnant, Sandra would bring bags of items every time she visited.

Sandra would manage everything in her life even before Seraphina herself noticed any lack.

Without any income and relying on others, Seraphina was focused on just meeting her basic needs while Sandra

ensured she lived comfortably. Sandra would even get double of everything, from clothes to groceries, and even

get an extra of Seraphina’s favorite outfits, despite the fact that she couldn’t wear them due to her pregnancy.

When she had her baby, Sandra was even more generous to her, and especially to the child. Every time she visited

Velvetwood, the items she brought could almost pile up into a small hill.

During the two years Seraphina was focused on her studies, Sandra took care of all the child’s expenses, even

hiring a nanny.

So, Seraphina calculated everything, each debt she owed Sandra was clearly accounted for.

Indeed, she owed Sandra a lot, but all she owed couldn’t make up for what Sandra had done.

Especially now, she was ready to pay back everything she owed Sandra.

The whole afternoon, Seraphina filled nearly ten sheets of paper, trying to account for everything without omission.

-Finally, she calculated a sum.

On this sum, she added interest and inflation, eventually arriving at a figure of $5,000,000.

Without hesitation, Seraphina called Keen and asked him to help transfer this amount to Sandra’s account.

“Ms. Smith?” Keen asked uncertainly.

“Yes,” Seraphina replied, “I owe her, and please, transfer it to her as soon as possible.”

Keen agreed.

Hanging up, Keen looked at the auditors, accountants, and lawyers working diligently in the conference room and

said, “Please maintain efficiency and aim to finish within the next two days. I need to leave for a bit.”

Keen left the conference room to handle Seraphina’s request.

Once he arrived at the bank, he suddenly remembered that Sandra was dead.

Knowing what Sandra had done and guessing Seraphina’s current attitude towards Sandra, Keen didn’t pry further.

He quickly transferred the money to Bowen Smith’s account, leaving a note that it was from Seraphina to pay off

her debt to Sandra.

The money was soon transferred to Bowen’s account.

At this time, Bowen was sitting on the couch in his apartment, smoking a cigarette, and listening to Laurinda,

Sandra’s caretaker, report on Sandra’s

condition.

Since returning from the hospital the day before, Sandra’s mental state had deteriorated significantly. She hadn’t

slept, eaten, or drank anything since

then.

This morning, we tried to give her an IV drip for nutrition, but as soon as we inserted the needle, she immediately

pulled it out and threw it aside… We didn’t know what to do…” Laurinda said cautiously.

Bowen exhaled a puff of smoke and said quietly, “Leave.”

Laurinda quickly left the room.

In the months she had been caring for Sandra, Sandra had always disliked her, mainly because she was Bowen’s

spy.

Sandra also despised Bowen. Every time she saw him, she would become agitated and refuse to take her

medication or eat.

For those caring for Sandra, life was easier when Bowen was not around.

First Bowen was temperamentally volatile and difficult to deal with. Second, Sandra would always take a long time

to calm down after seeing him, returning to her zombie-like state.

After the incident at the hospital the previous day, they initially kept it from Bowen, fearing he would blame them

for their negligence. However, as the day went on, they realized they couldn’t hide it anymore and had to informed

him.

Everyone was on edge, unsure of how the situation would unfold.

Bowen simply sat on the couch, smoking in silence.

Bowen was in the middle of a cigarette when his cell phone on the coffee table rang. He reached out, picked it up,

and squinted at the screen after reading the message.

Moments later, he put out his smoke, rose from the chair, and walked towards Sandra’s room.

Sandra wasn’t in her bed.

She was on the icy floor at the foot of the bed, huddled into a ball, face pale and eyes red-rimmed, tears brimming

in her eyes at every moment.

Bowen moved forward and effortlessly lifted her from the floor, placing her back on the bed.

Sensing his scent, Sandra began to struggle even before she could regain her senses.

“Get away! Get away!” It was the phrase she had repeated the most in the past few months. “Don’t touch me! I

don’t want to see you!”

In the past, Bowen might have coaxed her with soft words, but this time he abruptly reached out, gripping her wrist

tightly. “Don’t want to see me? Then who do you want to see? Seraphina? Have you ever thought if she even wants

to see you?”

At the mention of “Seraphina,” Sandra froze. The next moment, tears uncontrollably poured out.

The scene from yesterday flashed before her eyes – Seraphina letting go of her hand and saying…

I won’t forgive you.

Never.