Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
“You lying woman. Remember, you were the one who asked for this!” Shaun said and kissed her fiercely.
Faced with the man’s aggressive kiss, Catherine tried to push him away but it was to no avail.
She knew she could not go on like this. How would she face Wesley in the future?
She bit down hard on his lip, drawing blood. He hissed in pain.
Catherine took the opportunity to push him away. Her face was full of fragility and helplessness. “Shaun
Hill, if you force me like this, I’ll smash my head on the bathtub!”
“Sure, go ahead!” Shaun’s eyes were devoid of any sympathy. “I’ll just make a phone call to Uncle Joel
tomorrow and tell him that his daughter tried to seduce me but then she committed suicide out of shame
because she was rejected by me.”
Catherine, “…”
Her eyes reddened. How could there be such a hateful man in this world? She really did not want to
have anything to do with him, but why did he refuse to let her go?
Due to excessive anger, tears welled up in her eyes.
“Shaun Hill, I hate you!” she yelled at him, slapping him on the shoulder uncontrollably.
Shaun lowered his eyes and looked at her. The woman’s brows were furrowed in anger, and she
probably did not know that she looked like a little woman who was throwing a temper tantrum at her
boyfriend right now.
“Alright, shut up!”
…
After more than ten minutes, Catherine crawled out of the bathroom.
Shaun looked at her back as she left, and the corners of his mouth curled up in satisfaction.
Ten minutes later, when he had tied up his robe and gone downstairs, he saw Catherine standing beside
the washing machine. Her wet clothes were getting washed and dried, and she was wearing his large
shirt. She was not wearing his pants because they were too big.
Shaun’s throat bobbed.
“Go and wash my clothes too.”
Shaun ordered behind her.
Hearing the sound of his voice again, Catherine’s charming face immediately turned red. Although she
told herself to calm down, she still could not face him calmly.
“Why are you so red?” Shaun looked at her scarlet ears and spoke casually, “You’ve already done all
sorts of things with Wesley Lyons, haven’t you?”
“…”
The blush on Catherine’s face was wiped clean. He always had the ability to piss her off.
He would not believe that she had never been that intimate with anyone before.
She walked upstairs with her eyes lowered, and she reappeared a few moments later with his clothes.
“My clothes have to be hand-washed,” Shaun said nonchalantly, “I won’t wear machine-washed ones.”
Catherine, “…”
That *sshole!
She scolded him viciously in her heart and went to the bathroom with the clothes in her arms.
In fact, she was not that good at washing clothes. She only washed small articles of clothing at most, so
it was the first time she was washing men’s clothes. It was also the first time she had to wash so many.
Shaun glanced at her profile from the living room, and his cold eyes flashed with a trace of tenderness.
On a night like this, the woman seemed to be his wife who was taking care of his daily life.
The cold house seemed to resemble a home now.
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