Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 287
Shaun’s body stiffened. He grabbed her delicate shoulders angrily and asked in a hoarse voice, “Who do you want to rub your stomach?”

Wesley Lyons? If so, he would definitely throw her out of the room.

“Shaunny, Shaunny…” Catherine pouted in a daze. She remembered that when she got cramps during her time of the month, Shaunny would help rub her stomach.

“Catherine Jones, are you sure you’re drunk?” Shaun pinched her little face hard. Was she playing him again?”

“It hurts, you meanie.” Catherine drunkenly lifted a foot to kick him gently.

Shaun almost got a nosebleed. What rotten thoughts went through Rodney’s mind for him to make her wear this bunny outfit? It was simply torturing him.

“Catherine Jones, you can dream on if you want me to help rub your stomach.” Shaun pinched her face until it was red.

“Mm… It hurts… Shaunny.” Catherine bit her lip childishly before opening her watery and beautiful eyes.

lump in Shaun’s throat bobbed. A moment later, he cursed under his

did not know what possessed him to go to the kitchen. He used his phone to find out what one should eat if

juice was a good

several months, so there was no food

“…”

getting ready to go to bed, had a pained expression on his face. “Young Master, where do you expect me to find tomatoes

enough if I don’t kill her. Hurry up. I want

Hadley, “…”

was he supposed to find tomatoes in the middle of

assistant who could do anything never expected that he would be

the boss of the nearby supermarket to open the doors

skin on each one, squeezed them to make the juice,

curled up in bed, asleep. He picked her up and fed her the juice. She opened her mouth

trembling like wings. Her lips were dyed red by the tomatoes,