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.

kind of trash you feed

coldly scanned the table full of snacks. There were bags of chips, spicy fries, cheese, chocolate

was even found on

her thumb and index finger, showing

Shouldn’t an adult human like you know better?” Annoyed, he swept everything on the table into the trash can. “Don’t eat trash like these in the house

God, she could not fathom how a person could actually be disgusted by

What a weirdo!

reality forced her to twitch her lips into a flattering smile. “You’re right, Shaunny. These are trash. I’ll listen to

at yourself in the mirror and

could not be bothered. He picked the cat up and

had a long day. Are you hungry? Should I cook something for you?

followed after him in tiny

tracks. The food served in the restaurant he went to earlier for the business meeting was so spicy that he barely ate any. His stomach grumbled a little upon hearing

seized the man’s brief hesitation and offered right away, saying, “I’ll make some pasta right now. Go

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

by the door of the master bedroom holding

knocked on the door, but

with no better choice, she opened

no one in the room. A faint outline of the man’s silhouette could be seen on the frosted glass of the

not help imagining how the man would

her cheeks reddened at the creation of

she should not be thinking

turn around and leave,