Chapter 358
Leandro wearily trudged forward and sat at the edge of Gloria’s bed.
He had said it many times before. He was never one to beat around the bush, but now, looking at
Gloria lying on the bed, he feltpelled to repeat himself.
“You know he’s always been like this, why keep hurting yourself over it?” Leandro said slowly. “Is it
really that hard to let go?”
Gloriaid motionless, taking a long time to respond.
Her face was expressionless, her lips slowly parting to speak in a weak voice, “I won’t let him go, not
even if I die… I’ll make sure he suffers for the rest of his life…”
Leandro’s gaze hardened for a moment, then he quickly drew back the nket covering Gloria.
The bed was soaked in blood, chilling shivers ran down his spine at the sight of the cutting wounds on
Gloria’s wrists.
Leandro felt a sudden chill throughout his body.
This was Gloria’s second suicide attempt in short session.
The previous time, she had swallowed half a bottle of sleeping pills. They didn’t send her to the
hospital, didn’t tell anyone, and had been saved here at the Reynolds Vista Retreat.
This time, however, she absolutely had to go to the hospital.
Upon hearing the news, Seraphina hesitated for a moment, but eventually rushed to the hospital.
Despite the severity of the situation, the hospital was eerily calm. As Seraphina arrived at the
emergency room, she saw no one from the Reynolds family, other than Karan standing guard at the
door. Even Leandro was nowhere to be seen.
“Karan,” Seraphina approached and called her name, “How’s Gloria?”
Karan looked pale. She nced at Seraphina and weakly said, “She’s still in critical condition.”
Seraphina took another look at the ER door and asked, “Where’s Leandro?”
“I don’t know.” Karan replied indifferently. “He left a while ago.”
Seraphina didn’t say anything more, sat with Karan for a while, then got up to find Leandro..
Under these circumstances, Leandro couldn’t possibly have left the hospital.
Seraphina had just taken a few steps when she saw Lorenzo Reynolds.
Lorenzo gestured to her, and Seraphina quickly approached and followed him into a resting room.
As expected, Leandro was in the resting room.
He was sitting on the sofa, his face cold and his eyes deep, holding a lit cigarette.
He had started smoking again.
Smelling the cigarette smoke filling the room, Seraphina could guess Leandro’s mood at the moment.
Lorenzo led Seraphina in, then quickly left the room.
Seraphina then went to sit next to Leandro, reaching out to hold the cigarette in his hand.
Leandro lifted his eyes to look at her, seemed to suddenly snap back to reality, paused for a moment,
then put out the cigarette.
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Neither of them spoke. They just sat in silence, waiting for the impending news.
About ten minutester, Lorenzo opened the door and calmly said, “Her vitals have stabilized. She’s no
longer in immediate danger.”
Upon hearing this, Seraphina let out a relieved sigh.
Leandro, however, showed no sign of relief. He got up and left the resting room.
Seraphina thought he was going to see Gloria, but Leandro didn’t stop at the ER. He walked straight
out of the hospital’s emergency department.
“Leandro! Leandro!” Karan called out to him several times, but he seemed not to hear her.
Seraphina quickly gestured to Karan and followed Leandro’s steps.
Once Leandro was out of the emergency department, the driver immediately drove the car over.
Seraphina had a pretty good idea of where he was going, so she got
into the car with him.
Leandro didn’t give the driver any instructions, so he just drove west.
About ten minutester, they arrived at a viplex in the west of the city and stopped in front of
one of the vis.
Seraphina hadn’t been to thisplex before and guessed that this must be Bruce’s residence.
The driver quickly rang the doorbell, and the door was opened by what seemed to be a housekeeper
who looked surprised to see them. “Who are you looking for?”
Leandro didn’t answer her question and just walked straight into the house.
“Hey”
The housekeeper tried to stop Leandro, but Seraphina held her back and said, “We’re here to see Mr.
Reynolds.”
The housekeeper looked at Seraphina, then at Leandro, seemed to understand, and nodded.
Leandro, presumably not his first time here, went straight upstairs, checked two rooms without finding
anyone, then finally opened the door to the home theater.
The home theater was dark, with an old movie ying on the screen. Bruce, who had been dozing on
the couch, was startled awake by the sudden noise. He looked surprised to see Leandro, asking, “What
brings you here all of a sudden?”
Leandro’s expression was cold, his tone indifferent. “Mom’s in the hospital.”
Bruce was taken aback at the news, then frowned.
“Is she causing trouble again?” Bruce asked. “Doesn’t she get tired of stirring things up?”
“Would it be a relief for you if she didn’t make it?”
Bruce was silent for a while before asking, “How is she now?”
Leandro didn’t answer his question and just turned around and left.
Bruce sat in the home theater for a while before getting up and leaving.
It was only then that he noticed Seraphina was also there. He paused for a moment, then went to the
bathroom to wash his face before entering the living room.
“Sera, take a seat,” he said to Seraphina who was standing by the window. He didn’t really care if she
sat down or not. He then turned to Leandro and slowly said, “We’ve been at this for years, I’m tired,
she’s tired. But she refuses to let go, and I’m at a loss. We can’t exactly drag this to court, can we?
Who knows what would happen then.”
“You know as well as I do that court is not an option,” Leandro responded calmly, “If it’s not an option,
why can’t you show her a bit of respect? Respect your marriage?”
Bruce gave a light shake of his head, and after a moment, let out a sigh he couldn’t hold back.
Just then, the sound of a door opening and closing echoed from downstairs, followed by a mature
female voice, “Bruce, I made you soup and bought some of your favorite snacks. I’ll cook for you
tonight, okay?”
Upstairs, Bruce and Leandro didn’t move, only Seraphina looked curiously towards the stairs.
After the woman put down her things and presumably had a word with the maid, she asked while
walking up, “Do we have guests?”
The woman finally appeared at the top of the stairs, and Seraphina saw a graceful figure. As she came
closer, Seraphina could see she was a woman in her forties, beautifully maintained.
However, when she saw Leandro and Seraphina, she stopped in her tracks, probably recognizing
them.
And Seraphina also stopped when she recognized this woman.
This woman had a distinctive mole under her eye, very unique.
In Seraphina’s distant memory, there was someone else with a simr mole, adding to her charm,
drawing attention.
That person was Vivian.