I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 394 You’ve Thrown Me Out Before, Too

Chapter 394

Isabella had been submerged in icy water for thirty minutes, her fingers starting to

swell and her mind completely clear. There had been constant commotion outside.

Seth, who seemed to have appeared out of nowhere, had thrown her into the water but

had forgotten to pull her out.

She struggled to climb out of the bathtub, her clothes drenched and clinging to her

body. With a swoosh, the glass sliding door was pulled open. Seth stood by the door

with a cold expression, taking in the woman’s entire figure.

Isabella knew this was inappropriate, but she had to get out first. Otherwise, if Seth

ignored her, she would freeze to death there. She tried to support herself on the

the bathtub, attempting to step out, but her feet lacked strength. With a slight slip

tumbled over.

Her head spun, her body nearly hitting the pool, and her head throbbed terribly. Lookin

Chapter 394 You’ve Thrown Me Out Before, Too

up, the man’s leather shoes were not far away. She felt embarrassed, clenching her fists

ground for a long time.

stood coldly for a while, casually throwing the towel in his hand onto

anger, he bent down and lifted her upper body by

anger and

and unceremoniously threw her onto the

just been immersed in cold water, was suddenly

tears welling up in

stuck to her face in

looked like a drowned

now you’re crying. How many times have I told you to stay

loud, but it easily pierced Isabella’s heart. She

Thrown Me

bed

his chest heaving heavily.

a pathetic state, his anger surged,

him.

against his belt, turned around, and kicked over a chair, his tone

as he said, “You’re always sharp and caustic around me, but you let them assault

and time again? How foolish can you

felt when he walked in the door.

assaulted without any power

his name with a hoarse voice. The image flashed

and smashing another lamp on the

person on the bed trembled all over, finally unable to hold

You’ve Thrown Me Out Before, Too

crying. The man’s eyebrows furrowed, his

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