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

eating all day. She forced herself to

handle it and started to ache

she had to call the doctor twice and received a

know he’s Seth Shaffer, but this is not

behave, even if he’s rich. If he continues treating

this, find another

pain, Isabella felt both puzzled

her jaw, remaining silent and curled up in bed,

for the pain to

3 Jan R

70%

was in turmoil, but she didn’t dare to fall

blood from the IV drip.

the night until dawn, when the IV

to remove the needle, he rambled on and even asked if she

hidden

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asleep in the end. After the doctor

pin-drop

air-conditioning audible.

a deep breath, releasing all her frustrations, and

how long it had been, but her mind finally

serenity.

***

the old Shaffer

living room, the

floor with disheveled

crying.

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

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back straight.

as she complained, feeling

asked in

old

glanced at each other, trying to

answer. In the end, the leader stepped forward

should be here

grunt, revealing none of his

every movement he made was a

of

satisfied that Spencer didn’t lose

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

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