Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 109

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 109
Catherine believed him and patted Fudge dearly. “Fudge, you’ve worked hard. You’re so brave. You’re the best.”

Fudge mewled weakly, completely exhausted.

“She’s hungry,” Shaun said.

Catherine thought so too. Giving birth was a laborious process.

“I’ll make something delicious for her.”

The lights and stove lit up the kitchen, and she put on the apron she used to wear before.

Shaun stood behind her, finding the sight pleasing to the eye. Sure enough, she looked right in her element at home. “I’m hungry too.”

Catherine pretended not to hear him, so he went up to her and breathed into her ear. “I said I’m hungry. Did you hear me?”

Her eyes trembled, and she almost dropped the spatula.

Looking back at his brazenly handsome face, she gave a small smile. “Mr. Hill, I seem to remember you saying I’m as dirty as the women standing by the side of the street and that you never want to eat my cooking again because it’ll ruin your appetite.”

“…”

Shaun’s handsome face imperceptibly stiffened for a moment. Had he said that?

Even if he had, was there a need for her to remember it so clearly?

“I was… Can’t you tell when I’m just speaking out of anger?” He raised a sharp brow. “Which man can remain calm and not get angry when he’s hurt by improper means? Are you saying that we don’t even have the right to be angry anymore just because we’re men?”

Catherine was rendered speechless.

Fine. He was a lawyer. He was best at refuting words.

“Cook.” Shaun knocked on the kitchen counter when she remained silent.

“Fine, I’ll cook.”

Shaun revealed a smile.

Although she had not been here for a while, the fridge was pretty well stocked with ingredients. In fact, they were all expensive and premium ingredients.

She whipped up salmon meatballs and cat pudding for Fudge. When it was Shaun’s turn, she randomly made a bowl of noodles, then sprinkled some scallions and added a little soy sauce in it. Lastly, she added a big spoonful of chili paste inside.

“That was quick.” Shaun walked over and froze when he saw the bowl. Then, he glanced at Fudge’s meal. It was the difference between heaven and earth.

Meow.

Fudge had not eaten Catherine’s food for a long time and happily bit into the meatball. It was too delicious.

Shaun sneered. “I’m not even as good as a cat now?”

“I guess so. I’ve always lived like this.” Catherine played with the cat. How would she be comparable to a cat in his heart?

“Are you getting back at me?” Shaun stared at her profile and suddenly smiled.

“You’re overthinking.”

Catherine had just finished speaking when her features became contorted as she looked straight into his dark eyes.

“I don’t believe you aren’t enjoying this at all.”

“I’m not.”

Clarissa felt the need to be completely clear with him.

“I admit that I shamelessly chased after you before and even used improper means to get you. I was probably possessed back then.

“I don’t blame you for the names you called me because what you said was right. A relationship like this is only meaningful if both parties are harmonious with each other. Besides, you saved me twice before and I’ve been your nanny for free for so long, so let’s call it even. No one owes the other anything.”