Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1075

“Rodney Snow…” Freya was so furious that she glared at Rodney with her bright eyes. “Who are you to throw my jalapeno poppers away?”

“Who am I?” Rodney reacted as if he heard a joke. He lowered his head and gazed at her belly. “Simply because you’re pregnant with my child. I need to be concerned about my child’s diet. I can’t let you destroy my child with junk food.”

Freya rubbed her temples. As her mouth was currently bland, she wanted to eat something spicy t o stimulate her taste buds. However, Rodney had ruined her plans. Was he a rat?

“Besides…”

Rodney continued, “Since you’re pregnant, why are you still working in the lab? Go home and sleep.”

“Sleep, my *ss.” Freya was at a loss for words. “I’m only one month pregnant, but you’re already stopping me from coming to work. You want to bore me to death and make me suffer from depression, huh?

“Stop biting the hand that feeds you. I’m doing this for your own good.”

Rodney replied sulkily, “Many women just stay home and nurture their babies after they’re pregnant. Our child is fated to live a luxurious life in the future. The Snow family won’t mistreat you either. You can indulge in the pleasures of life forever without having to work hard.”

Our child…

it extremely odd. She had never thought that she would share such a link with Rodney one

that, her feelings became complicated all of

anymore?” It

forever. Anyway, one can’t possibly live like this. Instead, one should lead a productive life. To me, being able to develop cosmetic products that can make women beautiful and skincare

developed being sold, I’ll feel a sense of pride and satisfaction that no one

“So…” Rodney was stunned.

continue working although I’m pregnant. It won’t affect me in nurturing the baby because I’m doing

pushing him away, Freya wore a pair of gloves and took a test tube. Then, she used a cotton bud and dipped it into the liquid inside the tube. Later, she placed the cotton bud near the tip of

goggles were

screamed, “Freya Lynch, you’re pregnant!

her temper. “Are you blind? Where did I apply

“Well… Your eyes.”

said, “You’re wearing

not this

apply eye make-up,” Freya answered

don’t believe it.” Rodney frowned. “Don’t try to