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

not eating all day.

couldn’t handle it and started

night, she had to call the doctor twice

I know

should behave, even if he’s rich. If he continues treating

find

pain, Isabella felt both puzzled and amused

jaw, remaining silent and curled

for the pain

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70%

mind was in turmoil, but she didn’t

flow of blood from the IV drip. So she

when the IV drip

came to remove the needle, he rambled on and even asked

had any hidden reasons.

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pretended to be asleep in the end. After the

ward returned to its previous pin-drop silence, with only

of the air-conditioning audible.

breath, releasing all her frustrations,

how long it had

serenity.

***

the old Shaffer

the spacious traditional living room, the floor was

floor

crying.

a teakwood frame,

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his back straight. He frowned, staring intensely

she complained, feeling

Spencer asked in

like an old man.

each other, trying to get someone

In the end, the leader stepped forward helplessly.

and should be

grunt, revealing

pursed, and every movement he made was a

advanced version of Seth’s.

that Spencer didn’t lose

something about this for me. Otherwise, I’ll be

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