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

spray and nervously

with his legs crossed, his brow furrowed and his eyes tightly shut.

Isabella let out a breath, thinking

be best if he didn’t open his eyes. She didn’t want to meet his

right now either.

spray, she approached Seth and said softly, “I’m going

for

pursed his lips, visibly upset, but

leaned forward, attempting to brush his hair

away.

she reached out,

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

want me to touch you. Yet, now

he scoffed, swatting her

that Isabella staggered backward, She rotated

into his eyes, she

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

we can talk.

“Do you have anything to offer? You

played along with

you’re the only bargaining chip

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

possibly have that’s

gritting her teeth,

Compared to his hurtful words, the slap

double slap to

suppressing

reaching out

me treat your wounds first.”

casting a cold gaze at her. The hurtful words

took a detour.

his hair and sprayed the bruise twice before

massaging his forehead.

to bear it any longer.

wrist and forcefully pulled her into his