Babel Novel
Chatper 153
Chatper 153
Chapter 153
Isabella’s first thought was that Seth had returned when she saw the door
open, but it was a nurse who entered. She felt a mix of surprise and
confusion, appearing polite but slow-witted at the same time. “Is there
something wrong?”
The nurse looked into the room and said, “Director Witt sent me to check if
you’re able to buy food on your own. The hospital provides meals for
patients.”
Isabella was tongue-tied and slow to respond. “…”
“The gentleman who was here earlier has been gone for a while, so Director
Witt sent me,” the nurse said suggestively.
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Isabella felt helpless, unsure whether to appreciate the doctor’s
consideration or complain about the nosiness of the doctors and nurses.
Sighing, she decided to focus on her appetite first. “Thank you. Please order a
meal for me. I don’t have any dietary restrictions.”
After giving her an “OK” hand signal, the nurse closed the door, and silence
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returned to the ward. Isabella leaned against the headboard of the bed and
stared at the shredded paper in the bin.
She couldn’t help but miss the food from Eataly. She used to go there often
with Natasha, but they hadn’t been there recently due to their busy
schedules. The taste of the food lingered in her mouth, making everything
else seem bland in comparison.
Furthermore, the hospital food was mostly flavorless, and her taste buds
were weakened from not eating all day. She forced herself to eat something,
but her stomach couldn’t handle it and started to ache again. In the middle
of the night, she had to call the doctor twice and received a scolding.
“What’s wrong with your boyfriend? I know he’s Seth Shaffer, but this is not
how a boyfriend should behave, even if he’s rich. If he continues treating you
like this, find another boyfriend.”
While enduring the gastric pain, Isabella felt both puzzled and amused by the
doctor’s advice. She clenched her jaw, remaining silent and curled up in bed,
waiting for the pain to subside.
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Her mind was in turmoil, but she didn’t dare to fall into a deep sleep, worried
about the reverse flow of blood from the IV drip. So she stayed vigilant
throughout the night until dawn, when the IV drip finally finished. When the
doctor came to remove the needle, he rambled on and even asked if she
had any hidden reasons.
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Speechless, Isabella pretended to be asleep in the end. After the doctor left,
the ward returned to its previous pin-drop silence, with only the soft whirring
of the air-conditioning audible.
She let out a deep breath, releasing all her frustrations, and coaxed herself to
sleep. She didn’t know how long it had been, but her mind finally found
serenity.
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Claymont Hills, the old Shaffer residence.
In the spacious traditional living room, the floor was covered in broken
porcelain, and Lara knelt on the floor with disheveled hair, looking pale from
crying.
On the couch with a teakwood frame, Spencer, dressed in an ironed
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button-down shirt, sat with his back straight. He frowned, staring intensely at
his youngest daughter as she complained, feeling frustrated and angry.
“He still hasn’t arrived?” Spencer asked in a strong voice, sounding nothing
like an old man.
The bodyguards outside glanced at each other, trying to get someone else
to answer. In the end, the leader stepped forward helplessly. “Mr. Seth is
driving and should be here soon.”
Spencer responded with a deep grunt, revealing none of his emotions. His
lips were tightly pursed, and every movement he made was a more
advanced version of Seth’s.
However, Lara was not satisfied that Spencer didn’t lose his temper. “Dad, you
have to do something about this for me. Otherwise, I’ll be too embarrassed to
go out in public!”
After saying that, Christina Hudson stepped forward and wiped away the
tears on Lara’s face, speaking meekly, “Spencer, even though Lara is not a
boy, she is our only daughter. Even if it’s not for the sake of our marriage, you
should at least feel sorry for your daughter.”
Despite being in her mid-forties, Christina looked like she was in her early
thirties, thanks to her dedication to self-care. Standing next to Spencer, she
looked more like his daughter, and it seemed like a joke to hear her speak
about her marriage to him.
A knot formed between Spencer’s brows, and a sharp light flashed in his
aged eyes as he tapped his walking stick against the ground. “Louis has been
deported and locked up. What else do you want?”
“Aren’t you going to investigate this thoroughly?” With a sniffle, tears instantly
rolled down Christina’s face, making her look as pitiful as a lamb. “That
foreigner had the audacity to plot against Lara. Maybe=”
“Maybe Seth gave him the idea?” Before Christina could finish speaking,
Spencer finished her sentence with a solemn expression.
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to say got stuck in her throat, and cold sweat started to break out on her
Seeing that the situation was not in their favor, Lara couldn’t help but shoot
her a glare from the corner of her eye. If you don’t know what to say, don’t say
anything. All the crying I did this evening was for nothing. “Dad, that’s not
what Mom means. She’s just-”
Before she could finish her sentence, the sound of an engine echoed from
the courtyard outside, followed by someone rushing into the room, saying,
“Old Mr. Shaffer, Mr. Seth is back.”