Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Isabella was still processing the whirlwind of events-the sudden outburst from the

Zimmers and Corey’s unexpected arrival.

The sight of him approaching with a group of people, blocking the ashtray for her, and effortlessly handling the Zimmers was out of the ordinary.

Before she could fully comprehend everything, Phoebe was already calling for medical help.

With blood streaming down his face, his injury looked alarming.

“Bella…”

Immediately, Isabella acted and pressed a tissue against Corey’s wound. Without waiting for an ambulance, she took the initiative and grabbed Phoebe’s car keys, driving him to the hospital herself.

The Comptons’ bodyguards cleared the path to the hospital.

Upon arrival, the Comptons’ influence ensured immediate medical attention, with several doctors rushing to the emergency department.

She stood aside, feeling like she was just going through the motions.

Isabella suspected Corey’s injury was not as severe as it appeared, despite its frightening look.

However, the doctors suddenly brought out something like a net, seemingly to wrap his entire head.

He immediately objected. “No need.”

She understood that no young person would want their head wrapped in a net, knowing it would look embarrassing.

The doctors exchanged looks as they realized the proposed treatment was not accepted, clearly needing to reassess their approach.

with a gloomy expression. When he caught Isabella’s looked at her with a hint

“Bella, it hurts.”

gently patted his shoulder. “I’m sorry. I got

darkened, his expression turning mischievous. “Who were those people? I’ll take care of them.”

Isabella quickly declined. “No,

the subject. “How did you

kid

looked at the screen, she saw a screenshot showing various car

brother wanted me to learn about the industry and visit key companies so that

about the

sorry, and thank you. If you hadn’t intervened, I would’ve

owed Corey a favor, sensing that it would

a nurse arrived

and the young nurse seemed Islightly flustered as she tended to

than the nurse, smiling. “I’d be hear you had gotbetesustich a wound. It’s better

was takete alaback by

her work, casting a

cleared her throat. “When you get home, your brother

indifferently responding, “My brother’s too busy. He

conversation was casual as they waited for the nurse to complete her

inform her that the Zimmers had been taken to the police station, and she needed to give a

wait until he

o’clock in the afternoon for Corey’s wound to be stitched and bandaged with a small piece

couldn’t help but feel a

was about to tell him that she needed to leave

have you had

Isabella realized her own hunger as she had skipped