I Quit, Mr. Shaffer ( Isabella Symons )
I Quit Mr. Shaffer ( Isabella Symons ) Chapter 42

Chapter 42

Isabella gasped, and her face contorted. She bent over and curled up. The

bunny girls were shocked. They exchanged a look, their heads sobering up.

“Stop faking. We didn’t do anything.”

Kiki was a little panicked too. She frowned and pushed Isabella again. “Hey,

stop it.”

Isabella couldn’t hold it anymore. After Kiki pushed her again, her legs gave

out, and she fell sideways. The frightened bunny girls moved backward.

Gordon and Tyrone came down to get breakfast, but they were met with an

unconscious person lying across the corridor. “What are you doing?” Gordon

could see that it was Isabella. So, he charged ahead without thinking and

pushed the girls away. Then, he picked Isabella up. “Isabella! How are you

feeling?”

Isabella was shivering all over as she whispered, “It hurts…”

Gordon’s eyes were bloodshot from him staying up all night. After Isabella’s

quiet moan, he felt anger flaring up within him. He held Isabella in his arms

and turned around to kick Kiki. “Damn you!”

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The bunny girls were scared. Although Kiki knew that the blow would be bad,

she didn’t dare dodge it. As a result, she soon found herself leaning against

the wall for support due to the kick. Still, she was too scared to do anything

but that.

Gordon was about to attack her again, but Tyrone stopped him. “Ignore them.

Take her to the infirmary.”

Gordon stopped immediately and strode away with Isabella in his arms.

Isabella was tense as she clenched her teeth, enduring the excruciating

agony. Her brain was mush, and her pain sensory nerves were on fire. She

had no idea where Gordon was taking her. Still, when she tasted the scent of

antiseptic, she sobered up a little. Just my luck. Third doctor’s visit this month.

“Acute gastroenteritis. Two doses of IV infusion for now, and we’ll see what

happens next.”

She could hear the doctor speaking, and then Gordon and Tyrone asked

questions. Isabella curled up to soothe the pain a little. After a while, she

could feel someone gently tugging her hand. Yet, she remained in a fetal

position, refusing to budge.

“IV infusion, Isabella.” Gordon patted her arm.

“Yeah…” Isabella snapped out of it and extended her hand. She couldn’t even

feel the prick. All her attention was on her belly.

In a daze, she thought she heard Seth’s icy voice playing in her head. It was

something he said in the past. Everything that fell from his lips was always

venomous and cold. Isabella said, “The b*stard…”

Gordon was right beside her, but he didn’t hear her clearly. When he huddled

closer to hear her better, she wasn’t talking anymore.

Seth was tormented by the meds for a whole night, but he kept his shouts in,

or that woman would argue with him. He drifted to sleep right before dawn. In

a daze, he heard something, but when he opened his eyes once more, it was

already nearly 9.00AM.

“You’re awake,” said someone gently. Not Isabella, of course. Even when she

was in a good mood, she would only talk monotonously. She sounded awful

even then. He turned around, and everything was getting clearer. Then, he

saw who was standing beside the bed. “Why are you here?”

“It’s nine. I couldn’t just leave you alone, so I’ve been here all this time.” Selena

looked worse for wear. She wasn’t wearing any makeup, and she was holding

a glass of water. Then, she asked tentatively, “Should I wet your mouth with

some Q-tips?”

Seth frowned as he said coolly, “How long have you been here?”

“Three hours, maybe four.” Selena put the glass of water down, and she said

nothing more.

Seth looked outside the bedroom, his face deadpan.

Selena looked in the direction he was looking at, and she said, “Isabella left a

while ago. Urgent business.”

Seth chortled. He looked dismissive. “She’s just a salesgirl. Nothing in her life is

urgent.”

Selena smiled, looking gentle and sweet as she defended Isabella,

“Salespeople are busy. They have to deal with all sorts of customers. She has

it hard.”

Seth closed his eyes and pursed his lips. He didn’t want to talk about Isabella

anymore.

Selena remained standing beside his bed, staring at his face like she was

worshipping a work of art. She was careful even when she was breathing.

Selena eventually bit her lip and clenched her fists. She had made up her

mind about something.