Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

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.

“Is this the kind of trash you feed my cat when I’m not home?”

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

of chocolate was even found

A real tiny bit.” She gestured with her thumb and index finger, showing just how little it was. “Fudge keeps pestering me to

on the

grimace. Oh God, she could not fathom how a person could actually be disgusted by the smell of

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 you and stop

at yourself in the mirror and see

could not be bothered. He picked the cat up and retreated to

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

followed after him in

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

and offered right away, saying, “I’ll make

shoulder to throw her a quick glance. The soft orange light shining

up by the door of the master bedroom holding a

on the door, but there

opened

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

sight, she could not help imagining how the man would look

her cheeks reddened at the

hold on, she should not be thinking about

was about to turn around and leave, the frosted glass door was