Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 330
Catherine figured out everything within seconds.

It was Shaun who took the photo and deliberately sent it to Wesley.

As such, there was no way she could conceal what had happened.

“Hurry up and send President Lyons to the hospital,” she immediately said to the chauffeur.

When they arrived at the hospital, the doctor quickly performed a medical examination and put a nasal cannula on Wesley.

“You’re his girlfriend, right? Let me remind you that he’s left with just one kidney. Try not to expose him to provocation and stress. He also needs to eat a healthy diet so that he can live longer,” the doctor reminded, “We can only let him relax for now. It can’t actually solve the fundamental problem.”

“Thank you, Doctor.” Catherine expressed her gratitude to the doctor before seeing him off.

In the ward, Wesley kept coughing while covering his chest. Catherine poured a glass of warm water and brought it close to his mouth.

complicated glance at her that was filled with pain.

to look into Wesley’s eyes. “If you had continued being locked up for a few more days,

the floor. His handsome face emanated fury. “Shaun has gone too

shattered glass,

clutched her hand. After inhaling deeply, he slowly calmed down. “I know you did that for

tightly that it

would be impossible for any other man who was in his shoes to

trying to suppress you when we’re in a relationship. Can you bear seeing Golden Corporation be ruined because of you? Think about your parents. Considering their old age, all they want is to live in

don’t you?” Wesley suddenly looked up and cast his eyes on her. His gentle and elegant face was now exceedingly grim. “You’ve never stopped thinking about him. At this point, only he’s capable of bringing

If she had wanted to be with Shaun again, she would

Wesley wrapped his hands around his head in an embarrassed manner. “Cathy, don’t leave me, okay? If

choice but to say bluntly, “If I continue

me away in haste. Let time decide our relationship, okay?” A bitter

“…”