Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 17

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 17
“That… You guys have misunderstood me. My stomach hasn’t been feeling well recently, so I’m opting for blander food…”

“You don’t have to explain further. I understand.” Freya patted Catherine on the back of her hand while chuckling.

Catherine was dejected. Sure enough, her friend turned out to be her betrayer.

Shaun, who had been quiet, raised his long, thick eyelashes and glanced at the woman opposite him.

She was wearing a pink knitted top today. The skin on her neck was milky, yet her face had reddened. The redness had even spread to the delicate skin around her ear lobes.

His eyes sparkled without him realizing it. However, he soon stifled the look, then took a sip of coffee.

Struck with an idea, Freya took out her phone and pretended to discuss something with her best friend. “Which place are you planning to rent? I think this apartment is pretty good. It only costs 800 dollars per month.”

Chase said, “What kind of a good apartment are you able to rent with 800 dollars? Who’s planning to rent a place?”

Freya sighed. “It’s Cathy. She has no choice but to rent a place since she has been kicked out of the Jones family. She has nowhere to stay at the moment and is left with very little money. She stayed at a budget hotel last night. There weren’t any windows in the room, and what’s more, the bed linen didn’t get changed. Also, there were always people sliding little cards under the door. How dangerous.”

Lowering her head, Catherine drank her coffee quietly. Freya, who was a fantastic drama queen, was indeed her best friend.

Shaun frowned imperceptibly.

Chase turned his head to look at him, then moaned. “Shaun, how could you let your pretty wife stay at such a dangerous place? How incompetent you are at taking care of her!”

Catherine immediately turned into a drama queen. “It’s my fault. I fed Fudge with chips, causing her to vomit. Shaun was right in kicking me out. By the way, how’s Fudge now? Is she fine?”

Chase responded while smiling, “Don’t blame yourself. Fudge is—”

“Not in a good condition.” Before Chase could continue, Shaun interrupted his speech. “Your apology is useless.”

With a strange expression, Chase felt sympathetic toward Catherine whom he felt did not deserve the blame. This was very cruel of Shaun.

Catherine turned pale all of a sudden. She was under the impression that Fudge’s condition had gotten better and that Shaun gave her a hand because his anger had subsided.

“Tell me how you’re going to make up for it,” Shaun suddenly spoke again.

Catherine was in a daze. “With money? I don’t have any.”

“…”

Shaun’s brows furrowed. This woman was usually quite shrewd, yet why was she so foolish at this crucial point?

“The doctor said that Fudge needs some rest. Her diet and living habits need to be managed well too. If you really feel guilty, you can take care of her meals three times a day during this period. Don’t let her take oily food. Instead, prepare more fresh and nutritious food that’s easy for her to digest.”

“Cough, cough.” Chase choked upon hearing the man’s shameless remarks.

Tsk. It finally dawned on him that Shaun wanted to get a pretty sitter for free.

Clever. How clever.

Catherine was momentarily stunned. She then probed him by asking, “You mean I can return to your place and live there?”