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Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 455

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 455
However, Wesley lowered his head and stared into Catherine’s eyes. His gaze was filled with affection. “It’s been a while since we met.”

“Yup. I caught sight of you when I got off from work just now, so I couldn’t help but follow you here,” Wesley responded sadly. “How have you been? I noticed you didn’t look too happy just now…”

“No. I was just thinking about something,” Catherine denied categorically.

“Right. Now that you’re with the man you love, you should be pleased.” Wesley laughed in a self-deprecating manner.

“Sorry, Wesley…” Catherine was overwhelmed with guilt.

“But that’s not what I’m here for this time, to say that it doesn’t matter.” A bitter smile spread across Wesley’s face. He took the ice cream from the server and then handed one to her.

“S-something came up. Goodbye.” Catherine made an embarrassing excuse as she did not dare to face him.

“You don’t even want to sit with me for a moment? Catherine, don’t be so cruel to me.” An imploring look washed over Wesley’s face.

Catherine could not bring herself to be cruel toward him.

After the two of them were seated, she listened to Wesley talk about his life and matters related to his company.

Little did they realize that someone opposite was secretly taking photos of them.

Half an hour later, Catherine made an excuse to leave.

“Hold on…” Wesley grabbed her hand all of a sudden.

Catherine subconsciously shrank away from his touch.

“Are you that afraid of my touch?” Wesley’s eyes darkened. Her reaction came as a blow to him. “Well, you didn’t like it when I touched you back then too.”

“Wesley, I have to admit that I owe you too much. I did think about spending the rest of my life with you to make up for it, but I realized that relationships can’t be forced. I… I can remove my kidney and give it to you,” Catherine said determinedly.

Wesley was dumbfounded. A moment later, a sullen look appeared on his handsome face. “Catherine, what kind of person do you think I am? It’s true that I’m mad at you, and I’m dissatisfied, but I love you. I don’t need you to make it up to me like this.”

He slowly got up and took out a photograph from his pocket.

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