I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 151

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After Isabella made that statement, Seth rolled up the car window, revved up

the car, and stepped on the pedal. Imperia was a bustling city. Even at night,

the traffic on its outskirts was still congested. Seth maneuvered through the

highway and entered a tunnel. He skillfully navigated past other cars as if he

were driving a go-kart. Isabella, sitting in the passenger seat, was jostled

around. She tightly gripped her seatbelt, fearing for her life.

Isabella replayed her answers in her mind. Hey, my response was perfect. I

told him that I was toning down my ambition and marrying someone else so

he wouldn’t think I had any intentions towards him. So, what’s his problem?

The car accelerated, and Isabella thought she heard police sirens. “If you

keep speeding like this, Mr. Shaffer, you’ll be making headlines tomorrow.”

“I won’t be the only one making headlines,” Seth replied.

Damn it. What did I ever do to deserve this treatment from you? Isabella felt

like she was going crazy. She had been starving the entire day and thought

she might die. Now, with Seth tormenting her, she genuinely believed she Chapter 151 In The Hospital With Seth

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might not make it. She wanted to vomit, but she couldn’t if there was nothing

to throw up.

“Seth…”

heard someone calling out to him from the passenger

say something when he heard Isabella retching. His

a painful memory flooded his mind. “Please don’t throw

verge of tears due to frustration. “I

again, but nothing came

frustration any longer. He turned the car around

Isabella continued retching in

and she felt cold inside. She thought

hear her mother’s voice

it. If I die here, it’ll probably

from starvation. How

law-abiding citizen, and this is how it ends? The internet

this mess. They’ll discover that

little and start writing online theses about it, only

influenced by the families they

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enter the hospital

strangely.

responding to her.

her eyes, her

her clearly, but he caught the word ‘Mom.’ He

that he would soon be blocked by the

a few times.

causing the cars in front to make way

down on the accelerator, and the car sped ahead like

the hospital in the

cool night breeze rushed into the car. Isabella was

cold. She lifted her

Seth leaning over to pick

“No.” Isabella moved away.

and said patiently,

shook her head. Despite her sickly pale complexion,

won’t do.”

he got back into the car.

feeling wronged, said, “You’re going