Chapter 189
Isabella stood frozen as a pen came flying straight at her. She braced herself
to be hit, but Jordan quickly pulled her away, frowning in concern.
The pen crashed to the ground, breaking in two from the force with which
Seth had thrown it.
Isabella’s heart raced, and she felt a lump in her throat. She hesitated to
enter the room. Jordan stood by her side and spoke through the crack in the
door, “Mr. Shaffer, Miss Symons is worried about your injury and has come to
see you.”
Isabella bit her lip, looking at Jordan with a complicated expression. His words
-implied that she was deeply concerned about Seth.
There was no response from inside the study. At least nothing else was
thrown out, even though he didn’t agree.
Jordan looked at Isabella and whispered, “Please.”
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIsabella clutched the medicine box tightly and cautiously entered the room.
The chandelier above illuminated the room, making it almost as bright as
day. The room had multiple levels, and Seth was seated on a higher level. As
Isabella walked in, she couldn’t help but feel a sense of being looked down
upon.
Seth had his chair turned away, so she couldn’t see his expression.
“Mr. Shaffer?”
No response.
Isabella sighed and placed the medicine box down. She took out an
anti-swelling spray and nervously climbed the stairs.
Seth sat with his legs crossed, his brow furrowed and his eyes tightly shut. He
showed no intention of opening them. Isabella let out a breath, thinking it
might be best if he didn’t open his eyes. She didn’t want to meet his gaze
right now either.
-Holding the spray, she approached Seth and said softly, “I’m going to apply
some medicine for you.”
He pursed his lips, visibly upset, but still didn’t react.
Isabella took a deep breath and leaned forward, attempting to brush his hair
away.
However, as soon as she reached out, Seth abruptly opened his eyes and
grabbed her wrist. Isabella yelped in surprise, met with his chilling gaze.
“Just a moment ago, you didn’t want me to touch you. Yet, now you’re trying
to provoke me?” he scoffed, swatting her hand away.
His grip was so strong that Isabella staggered backward, She rotated her
wrist, silently enduring the pain. Looking into his eyes, she gathered her
-courage and said, “I didn’t mean to offend you. Let me apply the medicine to
your wounds, and then we can talk. Please?”.
“Talk?” Seth chuckled, his tone blunt. “Do you have anything to offer? You think
you have leverage because I played along with your games a few times?
You know deep down that you’re the only bargaining chip you have. I’m
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏminterested in you, and that’s why you have any say in my world. Otherwise,
what could you possibly have that’s worth my time?”
Isabella stood her ground, gritting her teeth, telling herself not to act
impulsively. Compared to his hurtful words, the slap she received earlier was
nothing. His words felt like a double slap to her face, making her cheeks burn.
She took a deep breath, suppressing her overwhelming sense of grievance,
and approached Seth, stubbornly reaching out her hand.
“Let me treat your wounds first.”
Seth frowned, casting a cold gaze at her. The hurtful words he had planned to
say took a detour.
Isabella gently brushed aside his hair and sprayed the bruise twice before
gently massaging his forehead.
He clicked his tongue in annoyance, unable to bear it any longer. He grabbed
her wrist and forcefully pulled her into his embrace.