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?”

the table full of snacks. There were bags

smear of chocolate was even

Fudge a tiny bit. A real tiny bit.” She gestured with her thumb and index finger, showing just how little it was. “Fudge keeps pestering me to give her some, so I had no choice

like you know better?” Annoyed, he swept everything on the table into

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

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

in the mirror and see

not be bothered. He picked the

day. Are you hungry? Should I cook something for you? I

followed after him in tiny

to earlier for the business meeting was so spicy that

offered right away, saying, “I’ll

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

by the door of the master bedroom holding a bowl

knocked on the door, but there was

opened the door slightly. “Shaunny, the

of the

she could not help imagining how the man

at

she should not

and leave, the frosted glass door was