Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 459
Devil… Devil…

Those hateful words echoed in Shaun’s brain. He immediately flew his hands to cover his ears to stop hearing them.

He did not want to hear the woman he loved calling him such names.

He knew he was ill, but even Catherine hated him now.

Flustered at the situation, Aunty Yasmine stepped up to grab his arms. “Eldest Young Master, you can’t treat Young Madam like this. She didn’t say those words intentionally. It’s only because she’s jealous of seeing you being intimate with Shelley…”

However, Shaun was like a madman at this moment. Not only did he not listen to her, but he even shoved Aunty Yasmine forcefully. The latter hit her head on the ground and passed out.

Shelley quickly gave him a jab. Finally, he stopped shouting as he lost consciousness.

The living room was suddenly in complete silence. The only noises were Catherine’s yelling for help from the cellar below. The corners of Shelley’s lips twitched into a cold smile as her eyes revealed intense hatred.

‘Catherine Jones, I bet you didn’t see this coming.’

In the cellar.

coarse, yet

windows, it was equipped with lights and constant warm

was exhausted after

herself not only less important to Shaun than a dead person, but

her courage

nothing good would come out of it after all the torment inflicted upon

she wanted was to

would be trapped down here for a long time. At night, she went in and out of consciousness

took her by surprise. She walked out of the cellar cautiously only to realize it was already 9:00 a.m. The living room was eerily

that something might have happened to Shaun

the door slightly ajar to see Shaun lying face down on the bed without any clothes on. Shelley, who was dressed in a camisole, was sitting on

Young Master, does

room. Catherine felt

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