Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 8
“It’s a must to enjoy warm pancakes with high-quality butter. Then, a sip of hot chocolate to go down with it.”

Catherine continued on with the eating show.

She was savoring every bite of food in earnest. Taking her pretty face into account as well, her performance was way more entertaining and convincing than the other eating broadcast shows available.

Shaun could not take any more of this.

“Meow.” At the same time, Fudge leaped onto the dining table while wagging its tail.

Thinking the cat must be hungry, he walked over to the cupboard. He returned with a plate of cat food and placed it before Fudge.

Fudge sniffed it for a few seconds before turning its head away. It looked at Catherine with greedy eyes.

An awkward expression flashed across the man’s face.

She suppressed the desire to laugh before feeding the cat a small piece of the cinnamon roll. The little cat devoured it within seconds.

“Good kitty.”

She patted the cat on the head lovingly. ‘You have much better taste than your owner,’ she thought to herself.

Shaun felt embarrassed. After the cat ate two more bites of the cinnamon roll, it went on to enjoy the churros. This put a frown on the man’s forehead.

“You…”

Catherine seized the opportunity and shoved a piece of churros into his mouth.

A hint of anger flashed across his eyes. Just when he was about to spit it out, the crispy outside of the churros that were coated with cinnamon sugar melted on his tongue.

Instinctively, he began chewing on the dense dough. It was crispy on the outside but soft on the inside. It was delicious.

Surely, he had had churros before. The cooks from Hill household could make numerous kinds of food, but nothing tasted as good as this.

For some reason, the churros that she made brought out the creamy flavor of the milk without making it sickly.

it nice?” Catherine asked, cupping her chin with

when he noticed

“It’s just alright.”

another piece of churros and continued eating. The small bite from earlier was not enough for him to taste its

“Didn’t you say it’s

can’t finish all these. I don’t like wasting food,”

retaliate, but he interrupted with a frown, “Keep quiet

“…”

as she had

he did not like having sweet foods for breakfast, but he was now devouring the churros, pancakes,

had the

to have a little taste of the food, but everything that she made was exceptionally delicious. They were even

out of his expectation that this

of her changed a little. Coincidentally, she turned her face toward him and their eyes met. “Shaunny, what do

have a dinner appointment

changed in the

unusual for the boss of a multinational business to be

still important to

immediately and hurried off to get changed into

the house, she quickly reappeared from her room with

to work as well. If it’s too much trouble, you can just drop me off at the subway station.

his lips while thinking of refusing. However, he eventually nodded upon

the

Bentley or a Maybach, but when the man stopped by the side of a white

this your

“Yup.”

and sat

and entered the car. “Shaunny, why did you choose this

of a multinational business, yet he was driving a car that was

he simply replied while

do know the best way to live, my exceptional

a packet of cheap tissue on the