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

handle it and started to ache again. In

she had to call the doctor twice

with your boyfriend? I know he’s Seth Shaffer, but this is

he’s rich. If

this, find another

enduring the gastric pain, Isabella felt both puzzled and

her jaw, remaining silent

the pain

Wed, 3

70%

mind was in turmoil, but she didn’t dare to fall into a deep sleep, worried

of blood from the IV drip. So she

the night until dawn, when the IV drip finally

he rambled on and even asked if she

hidden

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in the end. After the doctor

ward returned to its previous pin-drop silence, with only the soft whirring

the air-conditioning

all her

know how long it had been, but her

serenity.

***

Hills, the old Shaffer residence.

the spacious traditional living room, the

the floor with disheveled hair, looking pale

crying.

frame, Spencer, dressed

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with his back straight.

complained,

arrived?” Spencer asked in a strong voice, sounding

old

glanced at each other, trying

In the end, the leader stepped forward helplessly.

and should be here

deep grunt, revealing none

movement he made was a

version of

Lara was not satisfied that Spencer didn’t lose his temper. “Dad,

me. Otherwise, I’ll

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