Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
“I’ll do it.” Shaun took off his jacket and rolled up his sleeves.
Catherine was astonished. After knowing him for so long, she had never seen him so much as hold a
spatula. How would he cook?
Shaun really did not know how to cook, but he could learn. There were many tutorials on his phone, so
he believed that it could not be that hard.
After spending an hour, he finally cooked two dishes and a soup. The fish fillet, caramelized eggplant,
and chicken soup looked barely presentable.
Catherine glanced at the back of his hand which had turned red because it was splashed with hot oil. If
he did not apply some ointment to it immediately, he would definitely get blisters tomorrow.
Her lips moved, but she did not speak. He deserved it, so she would not be soft-hearted.
“Eat up.” Shaun scooped a bowl of chicken soup for her.
The chicken was badly chopped by him, and it was clear that his knife work was mediocre. However, the
ingredients of the chicken soup itself were good and the taste was decent. As for the caramelized
eggplant, Catherine felt that the taste was not something that could be described with just a few words.
Shaun tasted it and found that it did not taste good. He then cut a big piece of the fish fillet for her. “Eat
this.”
Catherine, “…”
Fish was a food that injured people could not eat, but it was clear that he did not realize that at all.
However, she still obediently ate the fish and the eggplant, not being picky at all.
Shaun did not notice at first, but he later tried the fillet and found the fishy taste overbearing. In
annoyance, he tossed away the eggplant and fish fillet. “That’s enough, stop eating. It clearly tastes bad.
Why didn’t you say anything?”
His voice was raised in annoyance, and Catherine’s hands shook. Her large eyes were filled with anxiety
and panic.
Shaun’s heart ached. He took her directly into his arms, his tone vexed and domineering when he spoke,
“Catherine Jones, I’ll let you get along with me like you did before in Melbourne…”
Catherine was dumbfounded and stared at him with her head tilted. Her eyes trembled. “You want me to
try hard to please you?”
Their time in Melbourne was different from how it was now. In order to woo him, she had obeyed him no
matter what he said, forced herself to get rid of her temper, and given up all the things she liked to do.
Shaun stiffened, his heart full of bitterness. “In your eyes, was what you did in Melbourne only pleasing
me?”
“I’m sorry, I misspoke.” Catherine apologized uneasily. “Don’t get angry.”
“I’m not angry. You can act spoiled to me. You can throw tantrums and make demands. You can treat me
like your boyfriend. I won’t treat you like that again, I swear.” Shaun hugged her tightly.
Catherine hummed and lowered her eyes, but her heart was full of sarcasm.
Boyfriend?
He was Melanie’s boyfriend, not her’s.
She was just a shameful third-party, a mistress.
“Can I really make demands?” Catherine asked apprehensively.
“Yes, as long as it’s not about Wesley Lyons.” Shaun thought for a moment and added, “I don’t want you
to have any more interactions with him.”
Catherine nodded and hesitated for a while before gathering enough courage to ask in a small voice,
“Can you transfer Liam Hill back?”
When she finished, she noticed that Shaun’s gentle face had turned cold and dark at a speed visible to
the naked eye… A bit like that night…
She became panicked and scared. “I was wrong, I won’t make any demands. Just pretend I didn’t say
anything. Don’t hurt me…”
The anger that was about to rush to Shaun’s head suddenly disappeared and he instantly regained his
senses when he heard her frightened voice.
He did not mean to get angry, but she did not understand that Liam was a shadow in his heart. Liam was
his taboo.
“I’m not going to hurt you,” Shaun grabbed her arm and said in a gentle tone, hoping she would calm
down.
Catherine looked at him with trepidation. “I want to go upstairs and rest.”
She really did not want to stay with him any longer.
Shaun took her upstairs and placed her on the bed without saying a word. “You didn’t eat enough. I’ll call
the hotel to send some food over. I’ll come get you later.”
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