I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chatper 153

Chapter 153

Isabella’s first thought was that Seth had returned when she saw the door

open, but it was a nurse who entered. She felt a mix of surprise and

confusion, appearing polite but slow-witted at the same time. “Is there

something wrong?”

The nurse looked into the room and said, “Director Witt sent me to check if

you’re able to buy food on your own. The hospital provides meals for

patients.”

Isabella was tongue-tied and slow to respond. “…”

“The gentleman who was here earlier has been gone for a while, so Director

Witt sent me,” the nurse said suggestively.

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Isabella felt helpless, unsure whether to appreciate the doctor’s

consideration or complain about the nosiness of the doctors and nurses.

Sighing, she decided to focus on her appetite first. “Thank you. Please order a

meal for me. I don’t have any dietary restrictions.”

After giving her an “OK” hand signal, the nurse closed the door, and silence

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returned to the ward. Isabella leaned against the headboard of the bed and

stared at the shredded paper in the bin.

She couldn’t help but miss the food from Eataly. She used to go there often

with Natasha, but they hadn’t been there recently due to their busy

schedules. The taste of the food lingered in her mouth, making everything

else seem bland in comparison.

food was mostly flavorless, and her taste

eating all day. She forced herself

stomach couldn’t handle it and started to ache again.

the night, she had to call the

know he’s Seth Shaffer, but this

should behave, even if

find

Isabella felt both puzzled and amused

jaw, remaining silent and curled up in

for the pain to

Wed, 3 Jan

70%

in turmoil, but she didn’t dare

from the IV drip. So

night until dawn, when the IV drip

remove the needle, he rambled on and even asked

had any hidden reasons.

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asleep in the end. After the doctor

ward returned to its previous pin-drop

of the air-conditioning audible.

let out a deep breath, releasing

know how long it had been, but

serenity.

***

Hills, the

traditional living room, the floor

floor with disheveled hair,

crying.

with a teakwood frame, Spencer, dressed in an

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with his back straight. He frowned,

daughter as she complained,

hasn’t arrived?” Spencer asked in a strong

like an old man.

outside glanced at each other, trying

end, the leader stepped forward

and should

grunt, revealing

and every movement

advanced version of Seth’s.

was not satisfied that Spencer didn’t lose his

this for me. Otherwise, I’ll be too embarrassed

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