Chapter 153

Isabella’s first thought was that Seth had returned when she saw the door

open, but it was a nurse who entered. She felt a mix of surprise and

confusion, appearing polite but slow-witted at the same time. “Is there

something wrong?”

The nurse looked into the room and said, “Director Witt sent me to check if

you’re able to buy food on your own. The hospital provides meals for

patients.”

Isabella was tongue-tied and slow to respond. “…”

“The gentleman who was here earlier has been gone for a while, so Director

Witt sent me,” the nurse said suggestively.

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Isabella felt helpless, unsure whether to appreciate the doctor’s

consideration or complain about the nosiness of the doctors and nurses.

Sighing, she decided to focus on her appetite first. “Thank you. Please order a

meal for me. I don’t have any dietary restrictions.”

After giving her an “OK” hand signal, the nurse closed the door, and silence

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returned to the ward. Isabella leaned against the headboard of the bed and

stared at the shredded paper in the bin.

She couldn’t help but miss the food from Eataly. She used to go there often

with Natasha, but they hadn’t been there recently due to their busy

schedules. The taste of the food lingered in her mouth, making everything

else seem bland in comparison.

was mostly flavorless, and

all day. She forced herself to eat

her stomach couldn’t handle it and started to ache again. In the

call the doctor twice and received a scolding.

wrong with your boyfriend? I know he’s Seth Shaffer,

a boyfriend should behave, even if he’s rich.

this, find another boyfriend.”

felt both puzzled and amused

jaw, remaining silent

pain to

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70%

dare to fall into a

from the IV drip.

the IV drip finally

he rambled

hidden

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in

to its previous pin-drop silence, with only

the air-conditioning audible.

deep breath, releasing all

didn’t know how long it had

serenity.

***

Hills, the old Shaffer

the spacious traditional living room, the floor was covered in broken

Lara knelt on the floor with disheveled hair,

crying.

couch with a teakwood frame, Spencer, dressed in an

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with his back straight. He

as she complained, feeling

asked in a strong voice, sounding

old

each other, trying

answer. In the end, the leader stepped forward helplessly. “Mr. Seth is

and should be here

grunt, revealing none

pursed, and every movement he made was

version of Seth’s.

that Spencer didn’t lose his temper.

about this for me. Otherwise, I’ll be too embarrassed to

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