I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 189

Isabella stood frozen as a pen came flying straight at her. She braced herself

to be hit, but Jordan quickly pulled her away, frowning in concern.

The pen crashed to the ground, breaking in two from the force with which

Seth had thrown it.

Isabella’s heart raced, and she felt a lump in her throat. She hesitated to

enter the room. Jordan stood by her side and spoke through the crack in the

door, “Mr. Shaffer, Miss Symons is worried about your injury and has come to

see you.”

Isabella bit her lip, looking at Jordan with a complicated expression. His words

-implied that she was deeply concerned about Seth.

There was no response from inside the study. At least nothing else was

thrown out, even though he didn’t agree.

Jordan looked at Isabella and whispered, “Please.”

Isabella clutched the medicine box tightly and cautiously entered the room.

The chandelier above illuminated the room, making it almost as bright as

day. The room had multiple levels, and Seth was seated on a higher level. As

Isabella walked in, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of being looked down

upon.

Seth had his chair turned away, so she couldn’t see his expression.

“Mr. Shaffer?”

No response.

and placed the medicine box down. She

and nervously climbed the stairs.

brow furrowed

of opening them. Isabella let out a breath, thinking it

he didn’t open his eyes. She didn’t want to

right now either.

Seth and said softly, “I’m going to

for

pursed his lips, visibly upset, but

a deep breath and leaned forward, attempting to brush

away.

reached out, Seth abruptly opened his

in surprise, met with his chilling

didn’t want me to touch you. Yet, now

provoke me?” he scoffed, swatting her hand away.

strong that Isabella staggered

enduring the pain. Looking into his eyes,

offend

we can talk.

his tone blunt. “Do you have anything to offer?

because I played along

that you’re the only

have any say in my

you possibly have

ground, gritting her teeth, telling herself not to

the slap

His words felt like a double slap to her face, making

a deep breath, suppressing

Seth, stubbornly reaching out her hand.

your wounds first.”

her.

took a

and sprayed the bruise

his

his tongue in annoyance, unable to bear it any longer. He

pulled her into