I Quit, Mr. Shaffer by Isabella Symons

Chapter 399 What Is She To You?.

Chapter 399

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Jordan sensed a connection between Isabella’s hunger and himself. No one else but

Isabella could possibly handle Seth. Approaching midnight, he set a table with a wide

variety of dishes, ensuring a complete selection.

Seth and Isabella were not getting along, sitting on opposite sides of the table,

maintaining a distance as if separated by a river.

The incident was sudden, and the meal preparation fell short, resulting in several

dishes having yellow side dishes. Seth had a dislike for mangoes and was also

displeased with other yellow foods.

Without saying a word, Isabella picked up her plate, removed the bell peppers fro

beef tenderloin, and placed them before Seth. After all, he had flown back to save

own life, so it was only fair to be kind to him.

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Seth, who had been cold-faced, blinked in surprise when he saw the dish in front of

him. His unsuspecting expression faltered for a moment, then he cleared his throat and

his

Jordan smirked and

going to have that beef

Seth didn’t touch any other dishes

from him, having little appetite

wanting to vomit.

porridge.” Feeling better himself, Seth

instruct Jordan.

Jordan realized that Seth

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for the porridge, Seth leaned back and looked at Isabella

table. “Feeling unwell?”

forced a smile. “I’m

can endure this. Seth snorted coldly in his heart,

strongly flavored dishes with a

leaned against the window, feeling a bit

her

come and give you an injection,” Seth suggested.

was puzzled.

didn’t explain, and when Jordan returned, he mentioned the

brought the doctor-in.

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dizziness will quickly subside after

nodded mechanically. After the injection, she felt even weaker, leaning against

feeling drowsy but unable to sleep.

She sat before the floor-to-ceiling window, watching the

of Bleaktown.

prickly and never really gave in, but now, under the