Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 3
The plot twist happened so quickly that Catherine suspected she had drunk too much.

Such a thought remained until Freya came to tap her on the shoulder. She said sympathetically, “Don’t get too upset. It’s not easy to capture the heart of a tall, wealthy, and handsome man. Keep it up—”

“No. He told me to meet him at the entrance of the registry office tomorrow at 10 a.m.,” Catherine replied with a dazed look.

“…”

Freya remained uncannily quiet for a moment before she burst out laughing. “Congratulations on becoming Ethan’s aunt!”

Catherine asked, “You believe him?”

Freya forcefully pinched Catherine’s soft face.

“Why not? Please. With your naturally pure look, you can easily beat those young ladies in the entertainment industry. If I were a man, I’d fall in love with you at first sight. Let’s go and have a drink to celebrate your marriage.”

Catherine seriously wondered how much Freya had drunk while she was away.

However, Catherine began to have a hangover after drinking alcohol just now. She felt her head becoming heavy.

A Bentley Mulsanne slowly moved toward the pub entrance.

The valet opened the car door, and Shaun subsequently went to the backseat. He undid the two buttons of his shirt over his front chest while leaning against the leather seat lazily. “Didn’t I tell you to keep it low-key?”

Hadley Young politely replied, “This is actually the cheapest car in the Hill family’s house.”

else knows that I’m

except Old

relaxed. By the look of things, the woman’s appearance just now was sheer coincidence. “Find out who this person is. I want to know her information before

…

sun shone through

was deep asleep, was woken by

Ethan opening the door and striding into her

him into the room, roared. “This is my

here.” Ethan stared keenly at Catherine who had bloodshot

at that moment, her

together for so many years.” After some thought, Freya turned

silent. Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ethan stretched out his hand to touch her

dodged away from his hand. “Does Rebecca know

his fist. “Cathy, you’re probably unaware that the

her

Your dad said

have grasped everything

her head and looked at her childhood sweetheart whom she loved back then. Tears began

Rebecca, but I’ll leave our wedding on the back-burner. As you know, my dad has an illegitimate

“Bullsh*t.”

her hand out of his grasp and threw insults at him. “You’re only 25 years old. Even if you don’t get any inheritance from your family, can’t you just start

“You’re too naive.”

eyes. He said helplessly, “It’s not in our