Leave Me Alone, Mr Shaffer by Diana Tenny

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.

Furthermore, the hospital food was mostly flavorless, and her taste buds were weakened from not eating all day. She forced herself to eat something, but her stomach couldn't handle it and started to ache again. In the middle of the night, she had to call the doctor twice and received a scolding. "What's wrong with your boyfriend? I know he's Seth Shaffer, but this is not how a boyfriend should behave, even if he's rich. If he continues treating you like this, find another boyfriend."

While enduring the gastric pain, Isabella felt both puzzled and amused by the doctor's advice. She clenched her jaw, remaining silent and curled up in bed, waiting for the pain to subside.

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Her mind was in turmoil, but she didn't dare to fall into a deep sleep, worried about the reverse flow of blood from the IV drip. So she stayed vigilant throughout the night until dawn, when the IV drip finally finished. When the doctor came to remove the needle, he rambled on and even asked if she

had any hidden reasons.

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Speechless, Isabella pretended to be asleep in the end. After the doctor left, the ward returned to its previous pin-drop silence, with only the soft whirring of the air-conditioning audible.

She let out a deep breath, releasing all her frustrations, and coaxed herself to sleep. She didn't know how long it had been, but her mind finally found serenity.

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Claymont Hills, the old Shaffer residence.

In the spacious traditional living room, the floor was covered in broken porcelain, and Lara knelt on the floor with disheveled hair, looking pale from

crying.

On the couch with a teakwood frame, Spencer, dressed in an ironed

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button-down shirt, sat with his back straight. He frowned, staring intensely at

his youngest daughter as she complained, feeling frustrated and angry.

"He still hasn't arrived?" Spencer asked in a strong voice, sounding nothing

like an old man.

The bodyguards outside glanced at each other, trying to get someone else

to answer. In the end, the leader stepped forward helplessly. "Mr. Seth is driving and should be here soon."

Spencer responded with a deep grunt, revealing none of his emotions. His lips were tightly pursed, and every movement he made was a more

advanced version of Seth's.

However, Lara was not satisfied that Spencer didn't lose his temper. "Dad, you have to do something about this for me. Otherwise, I'll be too embarrassed to go out in public!"

After saying that, Christina Hudson stepped forward and wiped away the tears on Lara's face, speaking meekly, "Spencer, even though Lara is not a

boy, she is our only daughter. Even if it's not for the sake of our marriage, you should at least feel sorry for your daughter."

Despite being in her mid-forties, Christina looked like she was in her early thirties, thanks to her dedication to self-care. Standing next to Spencer, she looked more like his daughter, and it seemed like a joke to hear her speak about her marriage to him.

A knot formed between Spencer's brows, and a sharp light flashed in his aged eyes as he tapped his walking stick against the ground. "Louis has been deported and locked up. What else do you want?"

"Aren't you going to investigate this thoroughly?" With a sniffle, tears instantly rolled down Christina's face, making her look as pitiful as a lamb. “That foreigner had the audacity to plot against Lara. Maybe=" "Maybe Seth gave him the idea?" Before Christina could finish speaking, Spencer finished her sentence with a solemn expression. Stunned, she raised her head and met his icy gaze. All the words she wanted

to say got stuck in her throat, and cold sweat started to break out on her

Seeing that the situation was not in their favor, Lara couldn't help but shoot

her a glare from the corner of her eye. If you don't know what to say, don't say anything. All the crying I did this evening was for nothing. "Dad, that's not what Mom means. She's just-"

Before she could finish her sentence, the sound of an engine echoed from the courtyard outside, followed by someone rushing into the room, saying, "Old Mr. Shaffer, Mr. Seth is back."