Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

As Seth’s face drew closer, his lips almost touching her cheek, Isabella’s mind was filled with turmoil. She valued the hard-won peace between them, yet going against him felt like she would be the one breaking it. However, doing nothing might mean allowing herself to be compromised.

D*mn it!

She inhaled sharply, lifting her foot.

Suddenly, he released his grip and stepped back, creating distance.

Isabella was puzzled.

“What?” She was taken aback.

“Help me wipe my back,” he clarified.

Isabella blinked as understanding dawned on her, feeling a wave of relief.

“Wait for me.”

With that, she hurried past Seth.

He remained still and massaged his temples, his thoughts a whirlwind of conflict.

His sudden move here was primarily to escape domestic troubles, but now it seemed the real challenge was right in front of him.

He sank into the couch, his expression grave. The more he pondered, the more agitated he felt.

Isabella’s boldness was growing, and her actions became increasingly audacious. Seth needed to be vigilant, or she might overstep boundaries.

Lost in thought, he noticed her returning with a basin of water.

She added a few unfamiliar substances to it, but he trusted she would not dare harm him and did not question her actions.

Wringing out a towel, she approached from behind the couch. “Mr. Shaffer, please move forward a bit. Let me help you wipe.”

forward. sensation that

“Are you done?”

aside. “Hang on. I need to apply some medicine to

pursed his

busy herself and sensed something unusual in the air, but he could not quite pinpoint

her actions seemed completely natural, as if

medicine, she went to refill

Shaffer, I apologize for my earlier

with a light snort.

Isabella sensed that his anger had subsided and let

she wished him a goodnight and

that her demeanor was

difference was that nurses often blushed at Seth’s appearance, while she seemed entirely

was simply

down. She leaned back against the door with her hands clutching her

and

when she wiped Seth’s back. It was only her professionalism that kept her composed. If not for that, she might have let her

she realized she needed to move

self-control seemed unpredictable, as evidenced by their recent interaction. He was a man who might

living daily with someone as attractive as

Isabella’s boundaries.

ruffled her hair and flopped onto her

twice. At first, she didn’t bother to

it up and saw a message from Alex.

you think there is

she told me voluntarily. I just think

up, Isabella focused on her phone and pondered over

Winona had given her warnings and assistance in the

a nagging feeling that something