Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1067

“I don’t care. Since you’ve thrown my pickles away, you have to cook for me. I’m hungry.”

Rodney glanced at Freya’s stomach. Initially, he did not want to cook for her, but he was worried that Freya would bring the little tadpole in her out to eat unhygienic food. In the end, he surrendered to his fate and decided to cook for her.

Nevertheless, when he opened her refrigerator, he did not find any ingredients except for pasta.

He let out a sigh. “Freya Lynch, you’re a woman. Can’t you behave more like a housewife? You don’t even have eggs at home. No man would want to live with you.”

“I eat in the office every day. I’ve been working like a dog for you, yet you still expect me to come back and cook after I finish working overtime? Do I have so much spare time?”

Freya criticized him in a self-righteous way, “Don’t look at me like that. Sarah isn’t any better than me. She even hired a housekeeper, didn’t she?”

“You’re bullsh*tting. She cooks on her own sometimes.”

“Hah! Do you mean once a week? I can do that too.”

Rodney kept quiet when that point was brought up. Evidently, he had failed to convince her.

he was cooking,

a pregnant woman craved spicy food, she might be pregnant with a girl. On the other hand, craving for sour food was a sign

Could the baby in her belly be a girl?

family lineage. In fact, it was nice to

However, if she

Hold on. Stop.

What was he thinking?

He was actually thinking about how the baby would look after they were born? What about Sarah, then?

1:00 P.M.

plates of butter pasta without adding any

the cabinet above. She was

her from behind. Rodney pulled her hand away and closed the cabinet.

to settle on his long neck with a

neck was undeniably better than those young hunks in the

to say, “I f you want something spicy, I’ll cook it for

are you trying

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