Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
She touched her stomach. “I’m sorry, my babies. I promised not to get angry but I couldn’t control myself
again.”
“Cathy, I’ll send you back.” Shaun held her hand. “I’ll have the driver drive the car over.”
Catherine remained silent.
On the way back home, she did not speak a word either.
Shaun studied her expression a few times. His eyes looked weary. “I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have asked you
to go today. What Rodney said was too much.”
“You’re right. You don’t have to invite me next time,” Catherine replied calmly.
Actually, she still felt disappointed in her heart. Whenever she faced Shaun’s group of friends, she
always felt like she was battling them alone. He had never once taken her side with a firm stance.
She could not even remember how many times it had happened already.
When the car stopped, she got out of the car immediately.
“My dear, babe…”
Shaun called her from behind, but she never looked back. Gradually, he started to become angry as well.
“What on earth do you want? Until when are you going to show me this attitude?”
Catherine halted and turned her head. “Maybe I’ll get better when you stop hanging out with Rodney and
the others.”
Shaun’s expression darkened.
Although he was not pleased with Rodney and the rest, he had known them for 20 years. They had
accompanied him through thick and thin. It was not an exaggeration to say that they were sworn
brothers.
“I knew you wouldn’t be willing to.”
Catherine gave a self-deprecating smile and then turned back to leave.
Honestly speaking, she understood that birds of a feather flock together. Rodney and Chester were so
attentive toward those two b*tches and even treated them like princesses. Sooner or later, Shaun would
become like that too.
She did not want herself to be like Sarah and Cindy.
…
In the next few days, Catherine never looked for Shaun again. Not only that, the manor was so huge that
they could go a week without seeing each other.
Shaun had a lot of pent-up anger in him, but he had nowhere to vent it.
It was a Sunday.
Sarah came to the manor as usual for Shaun’s treatment.
When she entered, she heard Shaun losing his temper. “Where the hell is Catherine? She was the one
who wanted me to get treated in the manor. Dr. Neeson is coming yet I don’t even see her shadow.”
“Young Madam is taking a walk behind the hill,” Aunty Yasmine said with a bitter face, “She said she isn’t
a doctor and won’t be of much help, so she won’t be disturbing you two.”
“…”
Shaun’s temples were in pain from anger.
What kind of words were those? She was the one who was wary of him having an affair as if she was
wary of a thief.
Sarah gritted her teeth in secret. She did not expect Shaun’s feelings for Catherine to be so deep. What
did that make her then?
It had been so long since she returned yet her relationship with Shaun did not grow closer but grew
further instead.
Would he not meet her again after his illness completely recovered?
It seemed like she would have to use that method then.
“Shaunic.” She walked over and asked worriedly, “Is Cathy still angry about what happened last time?”
Shaun replied in the affirmative. He could not comprehend what Catherine was thinking at all.
Sometimes, he suspected that she had prenatal depression, but according to Elle, she got along well
with other members of the Hill family. It was only when she was facing him…
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