Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 972

Shaun carried Catherine and ran into the manor without a second thought.

The butler soon brought the doctor over. Considering her deep wound, Catherine needed to get a shot to reduce inflammation.

Catherine kept enduring the pain. The pain was nothing as long as Shaun did not find out about it.

On the other hand, Shaun was heartbroken and blamed himself. “When you go to the seaside next time, I’ll make sure to be with you at all times so that you won’t do anything dangerous again.”

Catherine did not utter a word. She had been living a life as if she was in jail these days. Whether he kept an eye on her or not, it did not matter.

At night, Catherine curled up on the balcony couch and spaced out.

She was bored to death. Here, she could not play with her phone, watch television, or shop around. She did not know anyone else here either. Apart from occasionally reading, she could only stare into space every day.

“Are you bored?” Shaun came out of the bathroom. His heart ached at the sight of her glum look.

“Sleep with me since you’re bored.”

sentence, he carried her to the master bedroom and placed her on the bed. He then extended his hands to take off her

of his intention, Catherine naturally resisted him. “Shaun, my leg is injured and it hurts. Can’t you leave

and he said reluctantly, “I’ve asked the doctor. He said that women are most likely to get pregnant in the next few days after their period is over. I can’t miss any of these days. Anyway, don’

with hers

she was injured. Now that she was injured, there was nothing she

set on doing it. Although those few days when she

it did not mean that she was

minute she imagined herself becoming pregnant with his child, she was

treat

suddenly begged him while

rang a bell

you can blame and hate me all you want now. I don’t mind. I just want to get you pregnant with my child.” He

Cathy. I just don’t know how

my side.

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