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,

of chocolate was even found on

index finger, showing just how little it was. “Fudge keeps pestering me to give her

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

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

What a weirdo!

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

at yourself in the

picked the cat up and retreated to his

day. Are you hungry? Should I

after him

earlier for the business meeting

away, saying, “I’ll make some pasta right

light shining on her

later, Catherine showed up by the door of the master

the door, but there

choice, she opened the door slightly. “Shaunny,

room. A faint outline of the man’s silhouette could

help imagining how the man would look without

her cheeks reddened at the creation of her

she should not be thinking about

about to turn around and leave, the frosted