Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

The gap had narrowed to just one point, and the game had reached a stalemate.

All eyes in the stands were fixed on Christopher’s final shot.

With a must-win mindset, Christopher surprisingly scored a nine, causing a sinking feeling in Isabella’s heart. Even if Seth scored a ten, it would only result in a tie.

Noticing the fleeting nervousness in Isabella’s eyes, Seth slightly lowered his head and asked, “What are you afraid of?”

Isabella remained silent, regaining her composure.

Meanwhile, Christopher, confident that he had the game in the bag, prematurel down his gun.

Seth, holding Isabella, withdrew his hand and put down his gun.

After adjusting Isabella’s wrist, Seth asked, “Does it hurt?”

Aware of the theatrics, Isabella blushed and replied, “It hurts. Let’s go watch a movie after this. It’s all so dull, not fun at all.”

As he played with her hand, Seth planted a kiss on Isabella’s cheek. “Sure, whatever you say,” he replied.

Their public display of affection stunned Christopher. Beside them, Ariana sat with a cold expression, unconsciously gripping the chair.

On the field, after their sweet moment, Seth and Isabella picked up their aimed at the target in front of them, drawing everyone’s attention back.

a bang, the assistant announced,

a tie.

green. Despite the tie, even the most oblivious observer could discern that Seth consistently scored a perfect

he turned around, his eyes lingered on Seth’s arm, caught

be another round, the possibility of a more resounding defeat loomed, further

Larson, do

by the tone, and the idea of taking a risk

suggested, “Although it’s a tie, I’m a woman

frowned and

do me the honor of drinking three

of maintaining his pride, found the tie to be an already embarrassing situation. Declining to drink three shots of vodka from

to the perception of his pettiness. He reluctantly agreed, “Miss Symons,

as she gracefully departed from Seth’s embrace, gliding past Christopher. “I’ll arrange for

of nonchalance, exchanged a glance with

to locate the waiter. Swiftly, she

Seth had already

almost treating him

whispering something to

being occupied, Isabella chose to sit next to

shots of vodka, not one less,” Isabella reminded