Read Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 473
When Catherine went downstairs to get some water, she suddenly recalled the incident of Shaun’s nanny locking him up in the closet when he was young…
The cup in her hand dropped to the floor.
She rushed upstairs and opened the closet.
Shaun’s body was curled up into a ball, and his head was buried in his knees. He was trembling like a frightened puppy.
“Shaun, come out.” Catherine tried to pull him out but failed.
“So cold… Don’t hit me…” Shaun was covering his ears with all his might.
She did not want to feel sorry for him, but her heart failed her and twisted in pain at that moment.
“I’m not going to hit you. Don’t sleep inside. Let’s go back to bed. It’ll be okay.” Catherine hugged him and patted the back of his head repeatedly.
When his body stopped trembling, she helped him to the bed and covered him with the blanket.
However, the man was grabbing her hand tightly. She could not let go at all.
Catherine tried to get her hand out a few times but failed. Finally, she had no choice but to sleep on the other side.
She initially planned to go to the guest room to sleep after he fell asleep, but she fell asleep herself because she was too tired.
She did not know how long she had slept for.
In a haze, she felt someone kissing her lips eagerly.
A wave of coldness swept across her skin.
She opened her eyes. When she saw the man on top of her, she shoved him away angrily. “Who let you kiss me?”
“Cathy, you’re definitely concerned about me. You stayed by my side last night. You care about me.” Shaun grinned and gazed at her gladly. “Let’s make up.”
“No f*cking way.”
Catherine saw his thin lips and remembered the scene of Shelley sitting on him in the bedroom. She felt nauseous and rushed to the restroom to vomit.
Shaun followed her into the restroom worriedly. Catherine glanced at him after vomiting. “Don’t kiss me. It feels so disgusting that it makes me want to puke.”
Shaun’s gaze turned cold instantly.
Did she hate him that much?
Yes, he did have a space for Sarah in his heart, but he had never done anything that betrayed Catherine.
He clenched his jaw and then turned around to go downstairs.
Catherine went down after cleaning up. The aroma of toasted bread was coming from the kitchen.
“Sandwiches, milk, and fried eggs. Eat up.” Shaun had an apron on and surprisingly made two sets of breakfast. From his expression, he was trying to please her.
Catherine almost wanted to open the windows and take a look outside to see if the sun had risen from the west today.
They had been together for so long, yet he only made a meal for her once—and it had tasted terrible.
Although the breakfast did not look appetizing, she was hungry as she had vomited just now.
However, she would not eat it.
“I’m sorry, but I don’t eat this type of breakfast.”
She refused haughtily and walked toward the door.
F*ck, why did that sound familiar?
Right, he had said that to her when she made him breakfast for the first time in the past.
This woman really knew how to hold grudges.