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.

chin with both hands. She was confident in

eyes when he noticed the smug smile

“It’s just alright.”

continued eating. The small bite from earlier was not

you

all these. I don’t like wasting

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

“…”

astonishment as she had never seen

not like having sweet foods for breakfast, but he

sure had the

but everything that she made was exceptionally delicious. They were

was definitely out of his expectation that this woman could make such

their eyes met. “Shaunny, what do you want

a dinner

get changed in the bedroom

unusual for the boss of

still important to maintain a good relationship

and hurried off to get changed into

the house, she

heading off to work as well. If it’s too much trouble, you can

pursed his lips while thinking of refusing. However, he eventually nodded upon considering that he had enjoyed the breakfast she

of them took the elevator

she would be getting into a Bentley or a Maybach, but when the man stopped by the

Is this your

“Yup.”

and sat down

entered the car. “Shaunny, why

heir of a multinational business, yet he was

fuel-efficient,” he simply

way to live, my

cheap tissue on the dashboard. Its packaging read ‘### Gas Station—cheapest and