Tangled in His Obsession

Chapter 432

Seraphina instantly snapped back to reality, her gaze sharp as she locked eyes with Herman. “Andrea?” she asked.

“I don’t know,” Herman shrugged, a hint of confusion in his voice. “She says it wasn’t her.” Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

In truth, that fateful night, he had staggered out of the private room, using the last shred of his sanity to avoid the prying eyes. Beyond that, his memory was a blur. When he finally came to, he found himself lying on a bed in one of the club’s private rooms.

He didn’t know what they had slipped into his drink. Slowly regaining consciousness, his body felt incredibly heavy and his head throbbed with pain.

He didn’t know what he had done, or where he was. All he could recall was a voice echoing in his ears, “In the dead of night, gazing at the stars alone, the stars remain constant every night, shining brightly…”

That song played on repeat, starting and stopping, haunting him. He desperately wanted to open his eyes and see where he was, why this one song kept playing over and over again.

Until a woman’s voice suddenly replaced the voice from the song.

Through his haze, he heard the woman speaking, as if on a phone call. But he couldn’t make out the words, nor could he muster the strength to open his eyes and take a closer look, before slipping back into a heavy sleep.

When he awoke again, it was afternoon and the room was bathed in sunlight… mixed with the scent of debauchery.

He was alone in the room, his clothes and shoes scattered across the floor.

Pulling back the covers, the white sheets were speckled with stains of blood red, a silent testament to the forgotten events of the night before.

In that instant, he realized what he had done, and a cold sweat broke out across his back.

He had been intimate with a girl, the specifics of whose identity were unknown to him.

After that day, he went to great lengths to find out who the girl was but to no avail.

It was as if she had appeared for just one night in his life and then vanished without a trace.

All that remained was that song, “By the silence of the night, gazing at stars so bright, unchanged they shine each night, their glow forever in sight…”

Perhaps the song had played too many times during his moments of confusion, but it deeply imprinted itself in his mind. He grew to like the song, playing it for years. The day Andrea had a reaction to the song in his car, he hadn’t made any connection. To him, Andrea had always been a calculating and scheming woman, so he couldn’t comprehend linking her to the girl from that night.

Later, when he discovered Andrea used the song as her ringtone, he asked her about it. She said she had heard it in his car and liked it, so she set it as her ringtone. At the time, he even felt a twinge of anger, thinking such a woman didn’t deserve to use this song as her ringtone.

Until that day in Valerio’s hospital room when he saw her again.

Seeing her so close to Seraphina and Valerio, even Conway and Leandro didn’t seem to mind her presence, he grew suspicious of her cunning.

He offered to accompany her to buy fruit, trying to probe deeper into this woman’s intentions.

But Andrea was so indifferent to him. Whatever he asked, she replied with the most straightforward answers, not a word more.

When her phone rang again in the market, Herman heard that familiar song once more.

His irritation flared-this woman still used that song as her ringtone!

He couldn’t help but glance at her, only to see another woman in the shop approaching and tapping her on the shoulder.

“Andrea!” the woman exclaimed with a smile. “I knew it was you the moment I heard that ringtone! You’ve been using that song for so many years; you’re so sentimental!”

Andrea greeted the woman with a faint smile. “Tina, it’s been a while.”

“Indeed! It’s been years since we graduated! If it weren’t for your ringtone jogging my memory today, we might have passed each other by again!”

The two were college friends, and their chance meeting naturally led to a warm exchange.

Meanwhile, Herman stood frozen, lost in his thoughts.

“Wow, recreating the Cinderella story, are you?” Seraphina said with a smirk. “Just like the prince uses a crystal heel to find Cinderella, you’re frantically looking for a girl attached to a song-if she really is Andrea, should I be congratulating you?”

“If it is her, why would she vehemently deny it?” Herman pondered. “Maybe it really is just a coincidence, and it’s not her at all.”

“A song that old, and she had used for seven years-if that’s a coincidence…” Seraphina shrugged, popping a handful of popcorn into her mouth. “Then that’s quite the coincidence.”

Herman turned away without a word, but Seraphina leaned in, her curiosity piqued. “So, let me interview you. Do you hope it’s her, or do you hope it’s not?”

Herman exhaled sharply, “I’m frustrated enough as it is, don’t ask me that.”

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“Hmm, feeling frustrated?” Seraphina teased. “That means you wouldn’t be happy if Andrea was the girl. Got it, I know the answer now.”

Herman shot her an annoyed glance. “How can you know anything from what I haven’t said? Stop jumping to conclusions and spreading fake news!”

“I’m all about the facts,” Seraphina retorted. “You know what’s in your heart.”

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Herman fell silent again. What did he truly feel?

The girl he’d been haunted by for seven years, the girl he’d been searching for with a guilty conscience, revelation was bitter to swallow.

urned out to be a woman he had disliked for a long time. The

If she had just admitted it, he could have found a clear answer. But her steadfast denial left him in agonizing uncertainty, his emotions in turmoil. How could he even begin to think about anything else?

“So, can you ask her for me, whether it’s really her or not?” Herman finally

Seraphina sighed softly, “If I ask her, she’ll know it’s on your behalf. If she won’t it’s not her.”

t it to you, why w

I she tell me the truth? Anyway, if she won’t confess, just assume

Herman ran a hand through his hair in frustration.

He wished he could just let it go. If it wasn’t her, everything could return to normal, and everyone would be at ease. But that song was an inexplicable coincidence he simply couldn’t ignore.

Even now, the faint connections that once seemed to exist between her and Leandro appeared to involve him-

Back in the day, Leandro and Andrea were set up on a blind date by some well-intentioned friends. Leandro wasn’t smitten, but Andrea seemed to have taken a liking to him. Rumor had it that she even reached out to Leandro a few times afterward.

Then, at one of those swanky private gatherings, Herman happened to be there with Leandro. Coincidentally, Andrea was at the same club and came over to greet Leandro.

That was the first time Herman had ever laid eyes on Andrea. And it was after that encounter that Andrea reportedly cut ties with Leandro.

Everyone assumed it was because Leandro wasn’t into her, and so the end of their brief connection seemed only natural.

But now, upon reflection, could it be that she had recognized Herman at that party and, upon realizing his close bond with Leandro, decided to step back from her pursuit of Leandro?