Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 40

Seraphina’s gaze drilled deep into Peterson, causing him both stimulation and pain.

He stared back at her asking. “Can you repeat that?”

Seraphina glanced at him, not repeating her previous words. Since you know you screwed up, back off a bit, don’t give me the creeps!” Original from NôvelDrama.Org.

Peterson’s face froze instantly, “Seraphinal”

Seraphina squinted her eyes, leisurely watching him, “Anything else?”

Peterson locked eyes with her. After a while, he obviously calmed down, his voice dropping, “Could you stop torturing me, please?”

Upon hearing this, Seraphina slowly closed her eyes, took a deep breath, then looked at him and smiled, “You’re the one who betrayed me. If you feel guilty then any pain, you should bear it!

After saying this, she tried to push him away, but Peterson stood his ground, “I feel guilty because I love you! What about you? After two years together did you ever care

about me?

Seraphina slightly turned her head to look at him.

Peterson once again grabbed her hand, “After we broke up, did you feel even a tiny bit sad?”

“Before you asked, you should know, the betrayer was you, Seraphina pointed at his chest with her slender finger, “Given that, you have no right to question whether I was

sad”

Peterson looked down at her finger on his chest, his body stiffening

As Seraphina finally managed to push him away, she turned to Balch, “Mr. Lawson, this is the third time you’ve walked me home. I should probably invite you in for a coffee”

Saying this, she didn’t wait for Balch’s response and turned to walk upstairs.

Balch glanced at Peterson, then casually followed

Peterson stood rigidly, watching Seraphina at the entrance of the apartment building, laughing with Balch. He suddenly reached out, punching the car next to him.

Inside the apartment, Balch sat quietly on the sofa, not looking around.

Seraphina came over with two cups of instant coffee, placing one in front of Balch

“Sorry, it’s a bit cramped here, and I don’t have any fancy coffee. Don’t laugh at me,” Seraphina said.

Balch took a sip from the coffee and said, “Why would I?”

Seraphina sat in the armchair, holding the coffee cup, just watching Balch, “Would you laugh at me?”

“Laugh at you for what?” Balch asked.

“Laugh at me for having bad taste, always getting stuck with jerks. You’ve only known me a short while, and you’ve already seen all my drama,” Seraphina shrugged.

Balch chuckled, “People change. Maybe it’s not that the people you meet are bad, but that they changed over time.”

Seraphina lowered her head, quietly listening to his words.

Balch looked at her, continuing. “And, when you’re in trouble, choosing to ask me for help, that’s a wise decision, isn’t it?”

After listening, Seraphina laughed, then lifted her head to look at Balch, slowly saying, “I can’t give up on finding true love just because of a few bad experiences. Life is long

I’m sure I’ll find the right person someday, right? Besides, who knows if that person is somewhere in the future or right in front of me?”

She turned her head slightly, her eyes sparkling with humor, bright and captivating. This made Balch’s heart skip a beat.

Moreover, it wasn’t the first time his heart had done that.

Balch touched his coffee cup, smiling slightly.