Chapter 186


    He must’ve juste back from outside.


    Usually, he wouldn’t have to go outside to get from the garage to the house, but he was radiating


    freezing cold air that invaded Seraphina’s body through his thin clothing. Yet, when she touched his


    palm, she felt a burning heal.


    His sudden appearance took Seraphina by surprise. Held tightly in his arms, she was caught between


    the two extreme temperatures, momentarily stunned.


    She thought Leandro would say something, but he just held her without moving for a long time.


    After seven years, he had be a man of few words, not because he didn’t want to speak but


    because many things were pointless to discuss.


    All these things were useless and unnecessary to him.


    Like apologies after regrets.


    No words could make up for the irrevocable past and missed chances.


    So Leandro didn’t say anything


    He didn’t even make a sound, he just held her, his head buried in the crook of her neck, feeling her


    warmth and her breath.


    Things had changed.


    She was no longer the same as she was seven years ago.Têxt belongs to N?velDrama.Org.


    After a while, Seraphina couldn’t help but move. Surprisingly, the moment she moved slightly, Leandro,


    who had been holding her tightly, let her go.


    Seraphina turned around and finally got a good look at Leandro.


    Under the bright light overhead, his face was a bit pale, and his usually deep eyes were clearly filled


    with destion and fatigue.


    Seraphina had never seen Leandro like this, neither seven years ago nor seven yearster.


    Especially the Leandro of the past seven years, who seemed fearless of storms and challenges.


    Seraphina never imagined she’d see such an expression on his face.


    But she quickly regained herposure and offered a small smile.


    “You look tired,” she said. “Get some rest; have a good sleep. You’ll feel better when you wake up.”


    After saying this, Seraphina turned her gaze away and quickly walked towards her room.


    Leandro stood silently in ce, watching her receding figure without trying to stop her.


    By the next morning, the entire city was covered in heavy snow, as if trying to hide all traces of the


    city’s past.


    When Seraphina was looking at the snowyndscape from her bed, Leandro left the house as usual


    Despite the all–night snowfall, the Reynolds Group started its day early, especially after Leandro’s short


    business trip. All the staff on the 26th floor arrived early, waiting for the start of a new workday.


    When Leandro entered his office, Yasmina had already prepared a cup of coffee for him.


    While Keen was reporting some important matters to Leandro, Yasmina heard Leandro cough lightly.


    She thought Leandro was giving some instructions, but when she looked up, she saw Leandro was still


    listening to Keen’s report and hadn’t looked at


    her.


    Yasmina nced at Keen, who gave her a quick look before continuing his report.


    Yasmina quickly left the office, but instead of returning to her desk, she waited outside the door.


    When Keen finally came out, Yasmina quickly grabbed him and asked, “Did you hear that? Mr.


    Reynolds coughed, right?”


    Keen nodded. “He has a cold”


    Yasmina opened her mouth in surprise and said, “Mr. Reynolds is sick?”


    Keen gave her a look, sighing in resignation


    It wasn’t surprising for Yasmina to react this way. Over the years, aside from a few early idents and


    emergencies, Leandro had never been sick.


    People outside thought Leandro was cold–hearted, but those close to him knew that Leandro was


    harsh on others and even stricter on himself, to the point where he didn’t allow himself to get sick, he


    was almost pathologically disciplined


    So when the news of Leandro’s sickness was confirmed, it quickly spread throughout the entire


    building, like a major news story


    Keen didn’t think it was a big deal; after all, Leandro was just a normal person. It would be abnormal if


    he didn’t get sick Besides, it was just a cold, nothing serious


    However, by evening, Keen realized he had underestimated the impact of this illness on Leandro. That


    day, Leandro onlypleted half of his usual workload, a two–hour meeting took a full four hours, and


    paperwork piled up.


    Leandro never postponed work, so it looked like he would have to work overtime that day.


    It would have been fine if it was just regr overtime, but Leandro was sick, this could turn into a


    vicious cycle.


    Keen tried to persuade him, but his words fell on deaf ears.


    With no other options, Keen decided to call Seraphina


    However, the call was hung up after only a few rings. Keen was taken aback, called again, and was


    hung up on again.


    It then dawned on Keen why Leandro was sick–had they had a fight?


    Keen thought for a moment, then sent a text to Seraphina, informing her of Leandro’s situation.


    But it wasn’t until midnight that he received a reply from Seraphina, a casual remark: “It’s just a cold,


    not life–threatening”


    Seeing this reply, Keen was almost furious, but there was nothing he could do.


    That woman was nothing but trouble.


    Conway didn’t notice until the third day. He didn’t mention it in front of Seraphina, but he asked the


    maid at breakfast, “Has Leandro note home to sleep for the past two nights?”


    The maid replied, “Yes, he hasn’te back since he left the day after he arrived. Is thepany


    really that busy?”


    Conway just sighed lightly, not answering


    Seraphina wasing downstairs with Valerio, pretending not to hear.


    But as soon as she reached the bottom of the stairs, her phone beeped. Seraphina took out her phone


    and saw a text from Keen.


    “Ms. Bet, I’m really sorry, but Mr. Reynolds is in a hell of a state right now, he just won’t listen to a


    word we say. If you’re not up for it, I’ll have to bother Conway”


    After reading the text, Seraphina couldn’t help but chuckle to herself.


    If even good Keen was pushed to this point, how bad was Leandro’s condition?


    She didn’t give it much thought, but she didn’t want Conway to worry too much, so she gave a few brief


    instructions before stepping out of the house.


    The snow outside hadn’t fully melted yet, and the temperature was so low that it made her shiver. Sure


    enough, Keen was out there, standing in the snow, stamping his feet, looking ready to burst through the


    door any second.


    Upon seeing Seraphina, he was taken aback for a moment, then he rushed up, grabbed her, and


    hurried her to the car, stuffing her straight in.