Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

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?”

“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, Freya reminded

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

the family lineage. In fact, it was nice to have a girl too. If the child could be as pretty

doll. However, if she got Freya’s fiery temper as

Hold on. Stop.

What was he thinking?

1:00 P.M.

cooked two plates of butter pasta without adding

the kitchen and opened the cabinet above. She was about to

she could take the sauce, a tall shadow enveloped her from behind. Rodney pulled her hand away and closed the cabinet. “Now that you’re pregnant, don’t eat things that have preservatives

turned her head around furiously. Her eyes happened to settle on his long neck with a s*xy Adam’s

better than those young hunks

he continued to say, “I

Snow, what are