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.

box down. She took

and nervously climbed

his brow furrowed and

of opening them. Isabella let

eyes. She didn’t want to

right now either.

she approached Seth and said

medicine for

lips, visibly upset, but still didn’t

deep breath and leaned forward,

away.

as she reached out, Seth abruptly opened his eyes and

wrist. Isabella yelped in surprise, met with his chilling gaze.

ago, you didn’t want me to touch you. Yet, now

me?” he scoffed, swatting her hand

strong that Isabella staggered

pain. Looking into

said, “I didn’t mean to offend you. Let me apply the

then we

“Do you have

played along with your games

know deep down that you’re the only bargaining chip you have. I’m

you, and that’s why you have any say in my world.

could you possibly have that’s worth my

ground, gritting her teeth,

his hurtful words, the slap she received earlier was

a double slap to her face, making her

deep breath, suppressing her overwhelming

Seth, stubbornly reaching out her

your wounds

cold gaze at her. The hurtful words

a detour.

gently brushed aside his hair and sprayed the bruise twice

his forehead.

tongue in annoyance, unable to bear it any

and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.