Let Me Go, Mr. Hill novel Chapter 48

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 48
Before Catherine could finish her sentence, a massive hand suddenly appeared to cover her mouth.

Shaun’s hand smelled like dry pine. The faint fragrance was surprisingly soothing.

More importantly, his hand was so warm!

“Shut up.” The man’s eyes twinkled beneath the lenses of his glasses.

She felt her own cheeks burning too. After he removed his hand, she placed the bowl of oat porridge on the desk. “I bet you must be hungry after working all night.”

He looked at the oat porridge topped with cinnamon. It certainly looked appetizing.

“Catherine, you’re trying to fatten me up, huh?”

“No, your body is still in top shape.” She pouted. “I wouldn’t mind even if you’re fat. Perhaps you might consider me if no other woman likes you anymore.”

He looked at her, the corners of his lips twitching into a sneer. “Forget it. I can’t afford a woman who frequents the hospital every other day.”

“Don’t worry. Soon, I’ll be out there working to provide for you,” she promised.

“I dare not rely on that. I might die before that even happens.”

Shaun stirred the oat porridge with the spoon.

Catherine, who had just been ridiculed, walked out of the study feeling annoyed. She swore to prove to him that she could achieve something!

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1 a.m.

Catherine was jolted awake by her nightmares, only to realize she was sweating all over on her forehead.

Immediately, she switched on the lights. A calmness came over her body gradually as the light took over the darkness.

She had dreamt about being locked up inside that dark manor again. That place was filled with all sorts of horrifying noises at night.

“Is this another one of your tactics to seduce me?”

Shaun admitted she looked especially vulnerable right now. However, he had been exhausted all day and still needed to wake up early for a court case tomorrow. “It’s late. I need to sleep even if you don’t need to.”

“It’s not that.”

Catherine genuinely did not want to stay in her room alone. She mustered her strength and tugged the corner of his sleeve. “Ever since being locked up in the old manor, I don’t dare to sleep alone at night anymore. I’m haunted by terrifying nightmares. Please let me sleep on the floor of your bedroom. I’m being serious.”

“Weren’t you sleeping just fine in the hospital?”

“I was accompanied by the carer then.” Her eyelashes trembled. She was biting on her lower lip firmly.

He frowned upon seeing that.

It was him who had rescued her out of that old manor. That place was indeed eerily silent and dark as the night. Even a man would be traumatized after being locked up in there for three days.

She noticed his hesitation and quickly made a promise. “I swear I won’t disturb you.”