Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 7
Shaun did not know what to reply. He massaged the space between his eyebrows and accepted the message request.

[Hubby, will you be home for dinner?] Catherine sent another text within seconds.

Shaun: [No. Don’t call me that.]

Shaunerine: [Fine then, I’ll call you Shaunny. It’s a cute name.]

He did not know what else to say.

Was it too late to back out of the marriage arrangement?

Later that night.

The group of people was enjoying dinner in the interestingly designed courtyard-style restaurant.

The bunch of lawyers exchanged their opinions on the new cases recently taken in by the law firm.

Shaun listened absent-mindedly when he heard a notification alert on his phone again.

Catherine sent him a picture. Under the illumination of the soft yellow lights, the chubby cat was indulging itself in a small treat of dried fish.

Shaunerine: [Shaunny, don’t worry about us. I’m taking such good care of little Fudge.]

Shaun sighed grudgingly. The greedy cat had been bribed effortlessly.

The time was 9.30 p.m.

The passcode entered unlocked the door. Shaun was evidently stunned the second he set foot into the house.

It appeared that his house had undergone a complete makeover. The black couch was decorated with peacock blue cushions. The white dining table was covered in a green table cloth with a wave pattern. A glass vase filled with pink hydrangeas sat quietly above it.

The entire house was decorated with green plants and fresh flowers. There were also several hanging baskets out on the balcony.

Was this still his house?

Did he enter the right place?

“Shaunny, you’re home.”

sleeve silk sleeping gown. Several white

and long brunette hair that was the color of milk tea was draped over her shoulders. Beneath the hem of her gown were her

like

dress like that around here?” The brows on his forehead

my knees and calves are showing. All the young girls go out in the streets

was not wearing revealing clothes, but

man averted his gaze. “I agreed to let you move in, but

like a home should.” Catherine showed him her palm. A hint of flirtatiousness was detected in her

to have a look. Indeed, there were a few tiny cuts on the

“You deserve it.”

softly before retreating to his

a face at his departing

would not be trying so hard to please the cold man if not for

a.m. the following

early every morning at the same time. He

morning run?” Catherine’s eyes landed on his sportswear. The basic black

temper, but

for morning runs showed

“Yeah.”

a

her age were not

prepare something for you,” she spoke like a proper housewife, “It’s

need for that. When are

too involved with you. Don’t waste your time on me because I’m not

left

slightly as tears

living room for a

man returned after jogging around the park. A delicious smell came from the kitchen,

are churros

her head out from behind the kitchen door while wearing a light green apron that was dotted

sweet

morning was meant to drive her out of the house. Unexpectedly,

food she made

young lady

to seeing

a carton of fresh milk from the

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