Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Annoyed, Catherine argued, “I know this is your villa, thus you own all the beds. But since I’ve agreed to move in, you should allow me some personal space too. It’s really rude of you to barge into my bedroom without even knocking.”

Shaun looked at her up and down as his lips twitched into a mocking smile. “You’re sleeping in my bed in my bedroom yet you have the cheek to complain that I’m not giving you personal space? You’ve only been away for a short while but your self-confidence has certainly taken a boost.”

She was startled upon hearing this and finally came to the realization. “Hang on, you’re saying this is your bedroom?”

“Drop it with the pretense.” He inched forward with his tall figure, and she instinctively fell backward onto the bed. He placed both palms on either side of her ears.

A smile spread across his face as he looked at her. “You sure have some grand plans. Us living in the same house doesn’t satisfy you enough? So you want to share the same bed too, huh?”

She was stunned into silence. Did she sleep in his bedroom for the whole afternoon since arriving?

Could someone just kill her already?

“No, I had no clue. Aunty Linda led me here.”

“Well, well, well, and now you’re blaming Aunty Linda.” Shaun held Catherine by the chin before shifting his gaze downward. “Aren’t you a scheming girl? Although your loungewear isn’t sexy enough, it was a nice surprise to see this refreshing look. Your seduction tactics are pretty innovative this time around.”

“…”

She was speechless.

not her intention at all. She was simply wearing the loungewear she had

“I…”

at the time. The night isn’t even

beneath her skin. “I swear to God that

to argue, huh?” he teased, before slowly pulling something out from

tomatoes as she glared at that little box. Good gracious, Freya had given

really had no chance of defending

pretentious is surely a turn-off.” His eyes darkened as he looked at her beautiful face. He lowered his head to place a kiss on her luscious

pushed against his chest with all her force. “You’re right, it’s my bad that I wasn’t thoughtful enough. Let’s head downstairs for dinner first. I’ve already planned out the menu and have

thinking about the food that she was going

he rose to his feet and threw the box at her. The corners of his lips twitched into a

the box blankly. When she finally understood his meaning, the embarrassment that washed

…

downstairs, Catherine darted right into