Messing With Her? Are You Crazy! novel Chapter 845

She clutched her newly bought bag tightly in her arms, fearing that those lowly poor people would see it and target her.

The suffocating humiliation made her curse Agnes all over again. Isabella pushed open the creaky door, desperate to collapse onto the bed and figure out her next move. She couldn't wear this outfit on campus now that her friends had seen it. If she bought another dress, her funds would drain even faster.

As she stepped inside, the overpowering stench of cheap booze and stale cigarette smoke hit her like a wall. She coughed, her eyes watering, and froze. Sitting at her table was a scruffy, middle-aged man in a stained tank top. He was puffing on a cigarette, a liquor bottle in his other hand, bouncing his leg casually.

Hearing the door, the man looked up. His bloodshot eyes lit up at the sight of her. "Well, well, if it isn't Isabella! Look at you, all grown up and gorgeous. You look exactly like your mother did."

He flashed a yellow-toothed grin that sent a chill down her spine. Isabella stumbled backward, her heart hammering. "Who... who are you? How did you get in here? Get out before I call the cops!"

The man wasn't fazed. He chuckled, getting to his feet and swaying toward her. Terrified, Isabella turned to run, convinced he was a dangerous drifter. But before she could move in her heels, his rough hand clamped down on her wrist.

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