Tangled in His Obsession ( Seraphina )

Chapter 404 

On the day of departure, at the crack of dawn, Keen’s car was already waiting outside the mansion. 

For Sandra, it wasn’t too early. 

She hadn’t slept all night. 

As Keen made his way upstairs, she was sitting by the window in her usual spot, gazing out blankly. 

Even though it was still pitch black outside, she stared into the darkness. 

“Ms. Smith,” Keen called out from the doorway. 

Sandra slowly turned around. Upon seeing him, she stood up instantly, “Is it time to leave?” 

“No rush,” Keen replied, “I’ve brought you some breakfast. Have something to eat first.” 

Upon hearing this, Sandra sat back down, “I don’t feel like eating. Just let me know when it’s time to leave. I’m all packed.” 

“Ms. Smith,” Keen sighed, “You should consider the baby inside you, even if you don’t feel like eating.” 

Sandra was quiet for a moment, then stood up once again and walked out of the roorn. 

The dining table outside was indeed set up with several foods, among them, a plate of ravioli, which Sandra recognized instantly. 

She sat down a bit bewildered. Keen immediately served her the ravioli. 

Sandra took a bite and the familiar taste instantly filled her mouth. 

She was momentarily lost in thought, eating silently. 

“Try the beef pie, Keen suggested, “They’re quite good.” 

Sandra obediently picked up a piece of beef pie. The moment it entered her mouth, her eyes welled up with tears. 

The ravioli and beef pies from Spoon Symphony were her absolute favorites, a preference known by very few. 

Considering that Spoon Symphony was not open at this hour, yet Keen managed to bring these hot dishes, it was clear he had gone to great lengths. 

But who arranged all this for her… Sandra didn’t dare to ask. 

She simply continued eating in silence, lost in the aroma of the food. 

Keen stood beside her, not uttering a word. 

By the time they were ready to leave, the sky had started to lighten up. 

Sandra followed Keen silently into the car, without a word spoken nor a question asked. As the morning light began to peek through, they left the mansion behind. 

At Sunburst City airport. 

Despite the early hour, the airport was bustling as usual. 

Cars were coming and going, and amidst the constant flow of departures, one car remained stationary by the curb. 

Inside, Bowen sat alone in the back seat, his gaze fixed on the throng of travelers and vehicles. 

Soon, his phone rang. He picked it up. 

“Mr. Smith, we’ve arranged people around the airport. The moment Ms. Smith appears, we’ll spot her instantly.” 

Upon hearing this, Bowen didn’t respond. He simply hung up the phone. 

He had laid a trap in the airport. What was his would never escape his grasp. 

Keen had arranged everything perfectly. Leaving the mansion, they were escorted by two cars all the way to their destination. 

Sandra stayed in the car while Keen went to take care of the formalities. 

Once everything was settled, Keen came back to escort Sandra out of the car, ready to board. 

Sandra complied quietly throughout, showing no emotion. 

About to embark on a journey that would require a new identity and a life but the words died on his lips. 

from home, Keen felt a pang of sympathy. He wanted to say something to comfort her, 

Sandra’s eyes remained dull until she saw the massive cruise ship in front of her, then a flicker of emotion crossed her face. 

Instead of going to the airport as Bowen thought, they actually went to the dock. 

“You’re pregnant, and a plane ride might be uncomfortable. The cruise ship will be much more comfortable,” Keen explained. “There will be plenty of activities on board, as well as a library and a cinema: We have arranged for people to take care of you throughout the journey. You can ask for anything you need.” 

As he finished speaking, the two people assigned to take care of Sandra on the ship approached. 

Keen formally handed Sandra over to them. Sandra simply said, “Thank you,” and turned to follow them, ready to board. 

She moved mechanically, following instructions like a robot. 

Keen watched her retreating figure, a sigh escaping his lips. 

Just before she stepped onto the boarding bridge, Sandra paused, then turned around. 

She didn’t expect anything. This glance was simply for the impending goodbye. 

Yet the moment she turned around, tears unexpectedly fell from her eyes. 

Not far behind Keen, a familiar figure stood, silently watching her. 

Their eyes met, and Sandra nearly burst into tears. 

Seraphina had come. Seraphina had come to see her after all. 

Even if it was just for the last time, just one last glance, Seraphina had come. 

Following Sandra’s gaze, Keen turned around and saw Seraphina. There was no surprise in his eyes. 

Despite Seraphina’s earlier statement that she wouldn’t come to see Sandra, Keen had guessed it when she casually asked him to prepare the breakfast. 

A relationship as close as sisters for over a decade, how could one let go when the other couldn’t forget? 

Sandra leaned on the bridge’s pillar, unable to stop crying. 

She had so much she wanted to say to Seraphina, but now that she was finally in front of her, she couldn’t move. 

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Smart as Seraphina was, how could she not know what Sandra wanted to say? 

If she wanted to listen, she didn’t need Sandra to say it out loud, she would understand. 

If she didn’t want to listen, even a single word from Sandra would be superfluous. 

Between them, there was no need to say everything… especially now. 

Sandra stood still, unable to take a step, just staring at Seraphina. 

Until the motionless Seraphina finally moved. 

She looked at Sandra from a distance, and as if signaling something, she gently placed her hand on her own belly. 

Sandra saw clearly and her tears burst forth like a dam breaking. 

There it was… Seraphina was telling her to cherish and protect the child growing within her. 

It was her admonition, her blessing. 

Seraphina had finally forgiven her. 

Her inexplicably foolish decisions, her irreparable mistakes, had finally received Seraphina’s grace. 

And that was enough. 

Her deep-seated sorrow and despair were finally assuaged. 

Sandra suddenly reached out, vigorously cleaning the tears streaming down her face, before giving Seraphina a gentle wave. 

Seraphina remained motionless, maintaining her earlier posture, silently watching her 

Sandra remained at the entrance, casting lingering glances at Seraphina before finally turning around, reluctantly retreating from Seraphina’s sight, looking back every few steps.