Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 10
Catherine forced out a self-deprecating smile.

Ever since joining the company, not once had she pulled rank. She always worked with much caution and conscientiousness.

She would be the last one to leave the office every day, working overtime and treating everyone else with respect at all times. It was unexpected that things would end up like this.

After leaving the company, she walked around the area alone without a specific destination in mind.

During that time, Ethan called her a few times but she refused to answer his calls.

She headed back to Jadeite Bay after buying some snacks and ingredients from the supermarket.

As soon as she stepped foot into the house, Fudge came forward to greet her while wagging its tail in the air.

She patted the cat on its head and murmured, “Fudge, you’re the only one left that likes me now.”

“Meow,” the cat replied. It closed its eyes in satisfaction, giving the woman full permission to stroke it.

The corners of her lips twitched into a smile. “I bet you want some dried fish snacks, don’t you? I’ll get you some.”

Shaun was not home even in the afternoon. Both the woman and the cat enjoyed a simple lunch. Then, she threw herself onto the couch and began searching for work on her laptop.

10 p.m. at night, Shaun returned to a brightly-lit living room.

Over on the couch, Catherine was in the middle of feeding Fudge a small piece of chip.

this the kind of trash you feed

of snacks. There were bags of chips, spicy fries, cheese,

chocolate was even found on

just fed Fudge a tiny bit. A real tiny bit.” She gestured with her thumb and index finger, showing just how little it was. “Fudge

Annoyed, he swept everything on the table into the trash can. “Don’t eat trash like these in the house anymore. I don’t like the

a grimace. Oh God, she could not

What a weirdo!

a flattering smile. “You’re right, Shaunny. These are trash.

yourself in the mirror and see how

He picked the cat up and retreated to

Are you hungry? Should I cook something for you? I make really

followed after

food served in the restaurant he went to earlier for the business meeting was so spicy that he barely ate any. His stomach grumbled

hesitation and offered right away, saying, “I’ll make some pasta right now. Go on and have your

looked over his shoulder to throw her a quick glance. The soft orange light shining on her

door of the master bedroom

knocked on the door, but there was

choice, she opened the door slightly. “Shaunny, the

in the room. A faint outline of the man’s silhouette could be seen on the frosted

by the sight, she could not help imagining

at the creation

she should

was about to turn around and leave, the