Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Seth entered the room while Isabella waited outside, passing the time by reading files.

To her surprise, he was quick. He finished showering in just fifteen minutes.

Isabella had already prepared the medicine and was waiting outside.

As soon as Seth stepped out, he saw Isabella standing by the couch with a silly expression, holding a medicine box.

He wiped his hair, sat on the couch, and relaxed, saying, “Hurry up.”

She pouted, feeling as if he was treating her like his maid.

Despite her inner complaints, she applied the medicine to Seth without malice, acting like a true gentleman.

The wounds on Seth’s back were finally scabbing over, and it seemed like they would heal soon.

“How do you think we should deal with these scars?” Seth suddenly asked her.

She glanced at the wounds, and her face turned serious. “I guess we’ll have to find a way to remove the scars, as natural recovery seems unlikely.”

Seth responded, “Scar removal costs money.”

Isabella paused as if she suddenly understood.

Not hearing her response, he deliberately turned his head, saying, “What? Don’t want to admit it?”

Seth was speechless,

Darn woman. She’s so stingy

“The cost of your mother’s hospitalization for a year is just that much. What are you doing with so much money?”

She removed the ointment and righteously retorted, “Your family’s annual expenses are just that much. What are you doing with so much money?”

Seth was amused and turned away.

“Continue.”

her eyes and quickly bandaged the

and Isabella

the medicine box, and threw

stunned. “Did you

gaze moved down, glancing at her

get burned;

frowned, took back the ointment, and threw it heavily into

the study room.”

was helpless. She put away the medicine box, turned her head, and said to Seth. “I’m going to shower and then come out.”

your nanny. There’s no need to

didn’t know how to speak

conscience, he could choke

to her room, gathered her

the bathtub, she

when Seth had thrown the ointment on her,

have that

hand, why would he want to be friends with

a dead end. Understanding it only revealed a

if she had worked hard all her life, she probably wouldn’t have been

from two

seconds, then sat

herself. Heroes don’t ask about their origins.

dried her hair. Her enthusiasm for studying was

sitting in the glass

herself, quietly reading and not

would rest but didn’t expect him to come over and

“Mr. Shaffer.”

Seth said as he sat down in front

puzzled and asked, “Is there