I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 290

Seth could swear that Isabella’s main purpose for coming to the supermarket was not

to choose gifts at all but to satisfy her own appetite.

The thrifty woman, who usually couldn’t bear to buy expensive snacks, took the

opportunity to practically search through the most expensive items in the snack area.

When they checked out, there were two carts full of items. The cashier couldn’t h

but give them a second look, and people nearby even took out their phones to ta

pictures.

Isabella felt no pressure, but Seth felt embarrassed.

With a pile of packages, it took four employees to help load them into the car, and the

trunk wasn’t enough.

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The back seat was full, so Seth had no other choice but to sit in the passenger seat.

Isabella bit into a chocolate bar and in high spirits; she couldn’t help but turn on the CD.

Seth raised his hand and turned it off directly.

Isabella gave him a sidelong glance and couldn’t be bothered to respond.

Upon returning to Harmony Residence, Seth got out of the car alone without looking

back.

Isabella looked at the car full of items, then picked her favorite chips and chocolate

bars and didn’t touch the rest, as they would be given away tomorrow anyway.

she opened the door, she saw Seth standing

the table drinking water.

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Seth just happened to see what she was

she hid the items behind her and said, “I’m just tasting them for the

old lady.”

as he slowly walked over and

from

taken away, and Isabella felt a

two items and then

next second, Seth said, “The

chocolate bar is imported and costs over

me.”

What?

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and suddenly the taste in her

Stingy ghost!

glared at Seth as she held the two items and went back to her room.

her coldly, “We leave at

as she thought that the timing was too early to

a chance to ask, Seth had already closed his room door.

down her things and hurried to wash up so as not to

rest time.

had to

be delayed as

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tossing and turning, she finally laid down, but

to stop working.

she closed her eyes, she remembered the

face heated up, and she inexplicably wanted

her to crawl out of it, and

Her

to the chips and chocolate bars on the bedside table

breath; all her messy thoughts

bedside lamp.