Chapter 50

Isabella couldn’t believe Seth would just barge in. Even if they used to sleep

together, she wanted to curse him. She sank deeper into the bath, but it was

useless. “I’m not your secretary anymore, Mr. Shaffer.”

Seth leaned on the door, scanning Isabella’s face. From where he stood, all

he could see were her shoulders and face. She looked panicked. He raised his

hand and spun a tube of salve. “You aren’t my secretary, and yet you asked

mine to serve you.”

Isabella choked on her words. She held back her almost unbridled fury, and

she snapped, “He just wanted to help. I didn’t order him around.”

“You think you’re a princess who will meet a good Samaritan anywhere she

goes?” Seth gave her a sardonic smile. He stood up straighter and went into

Chapter 50 He Has an Appointment

the bathroom.

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Shocked, Isabella tensed up as she shouted, “What are you doing?” The

b*stard! He’s coming closer all he wants. He’s not even showing me respect.

Seth ignored her agitation and closed in on her personal space. Then, he

stood right beside the bathtub.

Isabella was already red from the bath. Seth’s action aggravated her, and

she looked as red as a cooked lobster. A lump formed in her throat, and she

couldn’t even shout. She hugged herself, as if that would cover anything, and

she glared at Seth.

Seth looked at her naked body and softened up a little, and then he leaned

closer.

Isabella’s eyes went wide. “Seth!”

then Seth grabbed

Ow! That hurts!

one hand and tested

with another, then

a daze from the pain, but she clenched her teeth

grunt in.

I

in hot water after you sprained

care of me for five years. I wonder if that was an impostor

harshly, the look on

Isabella like she was an

He

her

She swung

of

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cocked an eyebrow, looking interested.

in his eyes as he

toy in a dark room. He leaned over again and

after which he picked

holding her in his arms

from her heart. It wasn’t until

onto the bed that she realized

the blanket beside

you out of the bathtub late at night, and this is how

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looked

he was the one

deep breath and rolled her eyes. “I didn’t-” ask

warning glare

threat, so I’d better

you for picking me up, Mr. Shaffer, but can

now?”

scoffed. That was not an

question.

going on in his head. She closed

have to. I can take care of

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Isabella’s ankle. With confidence and an annoying

I’m right, you can’t even

was screaming out in pain

moving, let alone if she did. “You’re a busy man. I don’t want to

me, I’ll deal with

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