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!”

Seth

Ow! That hurts!

with one hand and tested

another, then

the pain, but she clenched

grunt in.

I

in hot water after you sprained your ankle? An

five years. I wonder if that was

on his face icy. He

she was

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clenched her

fury flared in her heart. She swung her fists and

of your

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cocked an eyebrow,

hint of delight in his eyes as he looked at Isabella.

dark room. He leaned over again

after which he picked her up despite her

Seth suddenly holding her in his arms

heart. It wasn’t until Seth took her out of

her onto the

the blanket beside

of the bathtub late at night, and this is

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belt and looked at his drenched

that he was the one who

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

then she got a warning glare before she could

But he’s a threat, so I’d better shut up. She bit

for picking me up, Mr.

now?”

scoffed. That was not an

question.

on in his head. She

can take care of

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down at Isabella’s ankle. With confidence

can’t even move that leg of

of course. Her ankle was screaming out

let alone if she did. “You’re a busy man. I

Even if this kills me, I’ll deal with it myself.”

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