Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Seth and Isabella sat before plates of pasta topped with an egg. Seth eyed his plate, showing a hint of surprise.

It actually looks appetizing.

Isabella felt a hint of pride, thinking she could finally overcome her reputation as a

“kitchen disaster.”

He picked up his fork and speared a few strands of pasta, tasting them thoughtfully.

Meanwhile, Isabella did not start eating and covertly observed Seth instead.

The moment the pasta hit his taste buds, a subtle frown creased his forehead.

A wave of worry washed over her, and she tentatively asked, “What’s wrong?”

Visibly struggling to swallow the mouthful, he finally put down his fork. “Are you sure this pasta is cooked?”

Isabella recalled the process of cooking the pasta, feeling a twinge of guilt. She pick up a strand of pasta and broke it open.

The inside was unmistakably raw.

With an awkward chuckle, she reassured Seth. “Give me a moment.”

She then dashed to the kitchen.

He watched as Isabella returned with two small pot lids-one for her plate and one for his.

“Don’t worry. It’ll cook through with a bit of braising.”

Seth could only stare, thinking, This is pasta, not instant noodles!

it was futile to comment. Her culinary skills we mildly,

at her mouth, waiting for

“cook.”

just noodles. How different can it be?

a

his eyes and

a while but eventually noticed his lack of response, falling silent awkwardly.

how’s your

replied, “Thanks to you, I’m not dead yetět.” disresponse left her momentarily speechless, and the room

he had declined her help previously.ly her surprise, Selets sittdenly opened his eyes

of

voice rose too high, and her throat started straining. She quickly stood

Seth’s medication.

back injury was severe. Along with topical treatments, he required a range of oral medications.

emerged with the medicine box, flipping through

back turned to her, he

a sound, she found the instructions tucked inside.

puzzled. Why would Seth need instructions to change his bandages if

thought, Seth started unbuttoning his shirt.

eyes involuntarily followe his movements,

revealed the injuries on his

exposed two large, faintly

wounds, Isabella sensed something amiss. The treatment appeared uneven and rough,

clean it first, then

Seth responded indifferently.

cleaned the wounds with alcohol swabs before meticulously

he remained stoic and did

shirt back on, not waiting for the medication to dry.

taken aback by Seth’s rush before remembering