Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 8
“It’s a must to enjoy warm pancakes with high-quality butter. Then, a sip of hot chocolate to go down with it.”

Catherine continued on with the eating show.

She was savoring every bite of food in earnest. Taking her pretty face into account as well, her performance was way more entertaining and convincing than the other eating broadcast shows available.

Shaun could not take any more of this.

“Meow.” At the same time, Fudge leaped onto the dining table while wagging its tail.

Thinking the cat must be hungry, he walked over to the cupboard. He returned with a plate of cat food and placed it before Fudge.

Fudge sniffed it for a few seconds before turning its head away. It looked at Catherine with greedy eyes.

An awkward expression flashed across the man’s face.

She suppressed the desire to laugh before feeding the cat a small piece of the cinnamon roll. The little cat devoured it within seconds.

“Good kitty.”

She patted the cat on the head lovingly. ‘You have much better taste than your owner,’ she thought to herself.

Shaun felt embarrassed. After the cat ate two more bites of the cinnamon roll, it went on to enjoy the churros. This put a frown on the man’s forehead.

“You…”

Catherine seized the opportunity and shoved a piece of churros into his mouth.

A hint of anger flashed across his eyes. Just when he was about to spit it out, the crispy outside of the churros that were coated with cinnamon sugar melted on his tongue.

Instinctively, he began chewing on the dense dough. It was crispy on the outside but soft on the inside. It was delicious.

Surely, he had had churros before. The cooks from Hill household could make numerous kinds of food, but nothing tasted as good as this.

For some reason, the churros that she made brought out the creamy flavor of the milk without making it sickly.

“Is it nice?” Catherine asked, cupping her chin with both hands. She was confident in her cooking.

light went out of his eyes when he noticed the smug

“It’s just alright.”

churros and continued eating. The small bite from earlier was not enough for him to taste its

you say

don’t like wasting food,”

lips to retaliate, but he interrupted with a frown,

“…”

astonishment as she had never

breakfast, but

sure had the

only wanted to have a little taste of the food, but everything that she made was exceptionally delicious. They were even

out of his expectation that

him and their eyes met. “Shaunny, what

have a

left to get changed in

unusual for the boss of a multinational

to maintain a good relationship

cleaned up the table immediately and hurried

to leave the house, she quickly reappeared from

If it’s too much trouble, you can just drop me

upon considering

the elevator to the parking

Maybach, but when the man stopped by the side of

Is this your

“Yup.”

sat down in the driver’s

car. “Shaunny, why

of a multinational business, yet he was driving a car that was worth

and fuel-efficient,” he simply

know the best way to

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