Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

Isabella let out a sigh. With everyone watching, she took a risk and gently poked Seth’s

arm. “We’re home.”

Seth exhaled without opening his eyes. Isabella thought he was about to wake up and

started to withdraw her hand.

Suddenly, with his eyes still closed, Seth turned his head and leaned his body towards

her. His head rested on her neck, causing her shoulder to sink.

Isabella was slightly startled, her first reaction being that Seth had fainted. She quickly

called out, “Jordan!”

Just as she spoke, Seth made a sound. “Quiet. I want to sleep a little longer.” His voice

was very soft, lacking any strength at the end.

Isabella blinked, confused. In the front seat, Jordan exchanged glances with the driver,

gently opened the car door, and quietly got out of the car.

Isabella twitched the corner of her mouth and turned her neck. Sure enough, the

people who were waiting outside had also retreated. She pursed her lips, feeling

helpless.

the least bit of shame. He was heavy. Fortunately,

back; otherwise, she wouldn’t

nearing noon, with the sun shining just right. The car was very quiet, with only

sound of the air conditioner blowing. Isabella silently endured it, waiting quietly.

must have been really tired, maintaining a difficult posture, and he slept for more

he straightened up, half of Isabella’s body was

“We… we’re home.”

didn’t you wake me

speechless. I

circled his mouth with one hand, opened it, and

out of the car first, and Isabella had to follow.

the butler had everything ready. “Miss Symons, I’ve

need anything else, I’ll provide

look and said there was no need. How could she be picky when

someone

went into the study, received a call from Mandy, and had to deal

problem first.

busy and politely asked

to pick a few things that Seth loved to eat. Isabella had no

be good to leave

in the kitchen. She picked a few simple things, along with a bowl of chicken

in, threw his phone, and sat down on the couch. He watched Isabella serve the chicken soup, but when Isabella handed it over,

“My arm hurts.”

With such a bloody hole, it couldn’t possibly

seriously, “I’ll hold it. You eat with your other