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.

was mostly

all day. She forced herself

it and started to ache again. In

to call the doctor twice and received a

with your boyfriend? I know he’s Seth Shaffer, but this

if he’s

find

felt

advice. She clenched her jaw, remaining silent and curled up

for the pain to

3 Jan

70%

she didn’t

blood from the IV drip. So she

when the IV drip finally

he rambled on and even asked if

had any hidden reasons.

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to be asleep in the end.

its previous pin-drop silence, with

of the air-conditioning audible.

let out a deep breath, releasing all her frustrations, and

know how long it had been, but her mind finally

serenity.

***

Hills, the old

the spacious traditional living room, the floor

knelt on the floor with disheveled hair, looking pale

crying.

couch with a teakwood frame, Spencer, dressed in an

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sat with his back straight. He frowned, staring

as she complained,

hasn’t arrived?” Spencer asked in a strong

like an old man.

at each

the leader stepped

should be here

grunt, revealing none of his emotions.

tightly pursed, and every movement

advanced version of Seth’s.

Spencer didn’t lose his

this for me. Otherwise,

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