Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 237
After returning home, Catherine carefully took off the diamond necklace after sitting under the desk lamp and stared at it lovingly. “It’s so beautiful. There’s no flaw at all.”

“I thought you said you didn’t like jewelry.” Shaun walked behind her and teased, “You even said it was just second-hand goods.”

Catherine blushed and stammered, “I… I just think it’s too expensive. It’s three billion dollars. How long would it take to earn that much?”

“Ethan Lowe was willing to give that much for his woman, so why would I care about this amount?” Shaun scoffed condescendingly. “For me, money doesn’t matter. What’s important is that you like it.”

Catherine blinked, instantly understanding that he was trying to compete with Ethan.

However, that did not matter. The more he minded Ethan, the more it showed that he cared about her.

“Shaunny, Ethan really doesn’t have anything to do with me. I also don’t like him anymore. The one I love is you.”

She turned around and hugged his neck, kissing him on the face.

His heart itched. In the past, although he earned a lot of money, the action merely seemed like an instinct. Now, it seemed like he had finally found the meaning of earning money.

curled as he gave her

to know what he was talking about and lowered her head.

you say you wanted to

the kind of person

rubbed her chin. His voice was husky as if it was

shyer. She hurriedly pushed him away. “Didn’t you say that you didn’t have enough to eat at dinner? I’ll go

made her escape and gave a helpless smile

the shower, Catherine had cooked a bowl of fragrant

eaten supper cooked by her for a long time and immediately took it to savor it. The dumpling filling was also made by her. He did not know how she did it, but

hair while watching him eat the dumplings. She pouted and laughed. “My cooking is obviously very delicious, yet you said you didn’t like it when I made it for you the

“…”

embarrassed. It was a bit too much for a man to be described

and showed his displeasure. “Who are you calling a big softie? I dare you to say

you. You still refuse to