Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
Shaun was taken aback. He let go of Catherine and took two steps back. His hands were trembling, and
it did not seem like it was about to stop.
Catherine looked back and looked at him in fear. “Shaun, you might not be aware of it, but I always have
to be cautious when I’m with you. You’re pompous, intimidating, and unreasonable. I’m constantly
worried that I’ll hit a nerve in you. To me, you’re a devil. Have you seen anyone falling for a devil?!”
“Enough. Stop it!”
With bloodshot eyes, Shaun swept all the breakfast on the table to the floor.
He did not intend to hurt her, but why did she have to provoke him this way?
As a human, his heart would ache too.
When he was about to lose control of himself, he opened the door violently and left.
He hurriedly tottered into the car and took the medicine from the bottle right away. Nevertheless, that was
not enough for him. Fearing that he would hurt others, he forcefully took out a blade and cut his arm.
The pain woke him up.
…
In the dining room.
Catherine stared at the mess on the floor, and a bead of sweat ran down her forehead.
Shaun’s gaze was extremely horrifying. She felt as if she had a close shave with death.
How could one be so temperamental? He was flirting with her gently one minute, and he was horrifyingly
scary the next.
How did she not realize the horrifying side of Shaun back then?
No, she had to leave. She could not marry him again for sure!
When Catherine turned around, she suddenly spotted Aunty Yasmine standing at the kitchen door,
watching the scene anxiously.
She wanted to turn a blind eye to her and head upstairs instead, but Aunty Yasmine suddenly called her.
“Miss Jones, please don’t provoke Eldest Young Master anymore.”
“I know. I won’t dare to do it again.” Catherine forced a self-deprecating smile on her pale face.
Aunty Yasmine’s lips twitched. She wanted to explain that Eldest Young Master did not mean to lose
control of his emotions, and it was probably due to the attack of his illness.
However, if Aunty Yasmie told her the truth, would she become more frightened of Eldest Young
Master…
…
In the hospital.
While bandaging Shaun’s arm, Chester looked at his pale, handsome face and sighed. “Did Catherine
put you in this state?”
“I don’t want to lose control and hurt her anymore.” Shaun gazed out of the window. As he recalled the
hurtful remarks that Catherine made, he began to boil with anger again.
Why did the woman claim she had no feelings for him anymore after he went all out to flirt with her?
They had parted for just a short while. Was she heartless?
“Hey, enough. Calm down. I’ve just bandaged your arm, and the blood is seeping again.” Chester had to
rebandage his arm.
“Can you increase the dosage for me?” A look of annoyance washed over Shaun’s face.
“It’ll damage your stomach further,” Chester replied in a huff. “By the way, how many days have you not
had a proper meal?”
Shaun pursed his lips and said miserably, “I don’t want to be admitted to the mental hospital again.”
Stunned, Chester answered helplessly, “Or… you can inform Catherine about your illness and that you
didn’t mean to hurt her…”
“Are you trying to make her more frightened of me?” As if Shaun was provoked, he added grumpily,
“Have you forgotten how everyone treated me as a psycho when I lost control back then? All of them
wished that I was locked up, and she… would be no exception. No one will like me with my illness.”
Listening to Shaun, Chester felt upset.
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