Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Chapter 10
Catherine forced out a self-deprecating smile.

Ever since joining the company, not once had she pulled rank. She always worked with much caution and conscientiousness.

She would be the last one to leave the office every day, working overtime and treating everyone else with respect at all times. It was unexpected that things would end up like this.

After leaving the company, she walked around the area alone without a specific destination in mind.

During that time, Ethan called her a few times but she refused to answer his calls.

She headed back to Jadeite Bay after buying some snacks and ingredients from the supermarket.

As soon as she stepped foot into the house, Fudge came forward to greet her while wagging its tail in the air.

She patted the cat on its head and murmured, “Fudge, you’re the only one left that likes me now.”

“Meow,” the cat replied. It closed its eyes in satisfaction, giving the woman full permission to stroke it.

The corners of her lips twitched into a smile. “I bet you want some dried fish snacks, don’t you? I’ll get you some.”

Shaun was not home even in the afternoon. Both the woman and the cat enjoyed a simple lunch. Then, she threw herself onto the couch and began searching for work on her laptop.

10 p.m. at night, Shaun returned to a brightly-lit living room.

Over on the couch, Catherine was in the middle of feeding Fudge a small piece of chip.

“Is this the kind of trash you feed my cat when I’m not home?”

snacks. There were

tiny smear of chocolate was even found on Fudge’s

index finger, showing just how little

Shouldn’t an adult human like you know better?” Annoyed, he swept everything on the table into the trash can.

snacks inside the trash can with a grimace. Oh God, she could

What a weirdo!

to twitch her lips into a flattering smile. “You’re right, Shaunny. These are trash. I’ll listen to you and

at yourself in the mirror and see how pretentious you

could not be bothered. He picked the cat up and retreated to his

long day. Are you hungry? Should I cook something

followed after

the business meeting

brief hesitation and offered right away, saying, “I’ll make some pasta right now. Go

her a quick glance. The soft orange light

later, Catherine showed up by the door of the master bedroom holding a

knocked on the door, but

she opened

faint outline of the

she could not help imagining how the man would

at the creation of

hold on, she should not be thinking

about to turn around and leave, the frosted glass door was pushed