Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Upon hearing the surprised sound, Seth, who stood by the door, turned around to see Isabella mashing the boiled potatoes and scooping a large portion of the mashed potatoes with a spatula. Her eyes sparkled with happiness as she looked towards him.

“Mr. Shaffer, it worked!”

However, Seth thought Isabella was being silly. What is there to be happy about?

She wasn’t even this excited when I took her to acquire TY International years ago. But now, she smiles so hard that her eyes turn crescent-like. Also, there seems to be an unnoticeable dimple on the right side of her cheeks now that I take a good look.

How have I never noticed it before despite being together for five years? He stood there with a solemn expression, seemingly contemplating something important.

Isabella didn’t bother guessing. She found two plates, served the mashed potatoes, walked towards the main house, and called Seth for dinner.

A slight evening breeze blew in as the sun set and the temperature dropped, creating a much more comfortable mood than at noon.

Seth dragged his heavy steps, sat opposite Isabella, and scanned the items on the table.

Then, he opened his mouth and propped his forehead with his hand.

Although he had been frowning throughout the day, he had never shown such an obnoxious look.

When Isabella saw this, she was momentarily taken aback. After that, she suddenly burst into laughter.

In an instant, Seth straightened up and asked with a serious expression, “What’s so funny?”

and explained intermittently, “Don’t you feel like we’re on some

hearing that, Seth furrowed his brows tightly. He

once came across such a reality show on TV. The production team would send a group of unruly city kids to the

to give you a harsh reality

this point, you can be

and continued, “At least can

who are

need to guess to know what she was thinking. He snorted, lowered his head, and scooped a spoonful of the

in and asked, “How is it?”

to have a good taste of it and then

mocking gaze, he first swallowed the food in his mouth and then asked,

bad feeling, Isabella carefully scooped a spoonful of the mashed

mashed potatoes

spit it out, Seth, who sat across from her, spoke, “I lit the fire. I dare you to disrespect

grimaced and forcefully swallowed the mashed potatoes

this, Seth crossed his arms in triumph. “You’re quite skillful, indeed. After all, not everyone can make unpalatable mashed potatoes such as

eyes at him, and muttered

raised her eyes, the light outside caught her