Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South]
Hadley was at his wit’s end. He even had an overwhelming urge to kill himself.
News that Shaun took Catherine away had spread throughout Australia.
It was drawing heavy criticisms all over the internet at this point.
The netizens were lashing out at Eldest Young Master Hill on Hill Corporation’s official website, yet he
still insisted on holding a wedding.
Hadley felt like reminding him that the woman he wanted to marry had already married someone else.
‘Eldest Young Master Hill, is your illness being triggered again?’
For the sake of Eldest Young Master Hill’s dignity, Hadley dared not say it. He agreed to the man’s idea
reluctantly.
Five hours later.
The helicopter landed on a private island. In the middle of the entire island was a manor.
At this moment, the servants in the manor were busy decorating the manor with roses.
Shaun placed Catherine lightly on the bed in the master bedroom.
Outside the French window was the azure ocean stretching to the horizon.
This place was so serene that Shaun was less cranky than before. He could even look at Catherine
silently like she was his beloved wife. Nobody would come here to destroy their relationship.
When his gaze settled on Catherine’s wedding dress, his eyes narrowed in annoyance.
“Butler, bring the bridal gown here.”
A brand new white wedding dress was soon brought to Shaun. He personally changed the dress for her.
Shortly after, Catherine sat up while pressing on her aching neck.
She looked around the strange room, feeling dazed.
When she lowered her head, she found herself wearing a wedding dress that she had never seen
before. The dress was embedded with many tiny
pearls. At first glance, she thought she had turned into a mermaid.
Anyway, why was she here? Where was this place?
She remembered Shaun barging in and even knocking her unconscious during her wedding with Wesley.
Her expression changed. She glanced out of the window and realized that the sky had darkened.
At this moment, Shaun came in with a tray. He was wearing a pair of black trousers with a white shirt and
a black vest. The hair on his forehead was combed up and gelled a little, revealing his bright forehead.
He looked outstanding and strikingly handsome.
“You’re awake. Have some desserts.”
Shaun gently put the tray on the bedside table.
“Shaun, you madman, where is this place?! ” Catherine struggled to get up. While barefoot, she made a
run to the door without bothering about him.
Before she could dash out, however, Shaun clutched her arm. He took a pair of clean slippers and put
them in front of her. “Wear them.”
“I’m not wearing them.” Unable to pull herself together, Catherine kicked the slippers away. “If you don’t
wear them, I won’t let you out.” Shaun tightened his grip on her arm, but his tone remained soft. “Come
on, or you’ll hurt your feet.”
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