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Leave Me Alone Mr Shaffer Novel

At eight o’clock in the evening, Seth changed into fresh clothes and walked out of his room with a stern expression. It was only
when he entered the living room that he realized Isabella had not returned. He felt annoyed, thinking that Isabella was starting to
overstep her boundaries. Just because she had gone to the countryside with him, she seemed to believe she could do whatever
she pleased.
Turning around twice, he suddenly noticed the fish tank at the entrance. The two fish that should have been lively inside were
now floating lifelessly, belly-up.
It suddenly dawned on him that he had unplugged the power source earlier and forgotten to plug it back in after taking a shower.
Isabella had put in a lot of effort to raise those fish. He vividly remembered that day when she had flirted with him and then
hidden in her room, refusing to come out.
Now, the two unsightly fish were dead. If Isabella comes back... If she does, will he have to explain to her?
He glanced at the dead fish with cold eyes, casually turned the power back on, and thought that maybe the fish were as cunning
as Isabella, playing dead. After several attempts, the two fish still couldn’t turn over, floating belly-up.
He could ignore everything else, but that woman had recently learned to cry. What if she came back and found the fish dead and
started crying, making a scene, or even threatening to harm herself? Mr. Shaffer felt annoyed, standing in front of the fish tank in
silence for a moment.
Ten minutes later, he made a call to Jordan. “Get two state banquet chefs over here, now.”
Isabella spoke impulsively and then realized she couldn’t take it back.
Corey didn’t even touch the cake. He rented a motorcycle and drove her to the outskirts directly. When they arrived at the
entrance of the sanatorium, Corey didn’t go in. He stared at the door plate for a while, then sat down by the roadside. “I can’t go
in.”
Isabella was still holding the cake, looking at the boy with his head down, feeling a bit uneasy. “Can your mom answer the
phone?”
Corey wiped his face with both hands, his smile somewhat desolate. “She has people watching her every move, and she
probably doesn’t even know how to use a phone now.”

Isabella was shocked, thinking that the Compton Family was too cruel. They were slowly driving a person insane. She sat down
next to Corey, placed the cake on a higher curb, and carefully opened it. “Then let’s light a candle outside, and I’ll sing you a
birthday song.”
Corey lifted his head, his beautiful eyes squinting slightly as he stared at Isabella. “Bella, are you this kind to everyone?”
Isabella shrugged. “You’re overthinking it. I just see that you’re young.”
“Young?” Corey raised an eyebrow and reached around Isabella’s waist.
Isabella was startled, about to move away, but realized he was reaching for the small candle behind her.
Corey unwrapped the candle while speaking in a slow tone. “I’m already twenty-one.”
Isabella sighed. “So young, I’m truly envious.”
Corey’s lips curled up as he inserted the candles one by one, then lit them with a lighter.
Through the faint candlelight, Isabella could vaguely sense something profound in the boy’s eyes. She didn’t understand what it
was, but she felt a sense of pity for him.
“Make a wish.”
“I didn’t have any wishes before, but now I do.”
Isabella was curious and couldn’t help asking, “Do you hope to see your mom?”
“Of course not.” The boy sneered, clasped his hands together, and lowered his head. “I hope...” The surroundings fell silent, and
Isabella didn’t hear Corey’s wish. However, a clear ringtone broke the silence.
Corey lifted his head, pouting slightly in annoyance. “Can you not answer it? It must be someone asking you to go back.”
Isabella was unable to answer the phone as she was still holding the cake and had no free hands. She thought about asking
Corey to hold it for a moment, but he had already begun blowing out the candles. The ringtone persisted for a while before
eventually fading away.

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