Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 493
“Be good. This is an extraordinary time in our lives. It’s for the sake of our little darlings.” Shaun picked her up and helped her put the pad on.
During the whole process, Catherine wanted to smash her head and kill herself.
When she returned to bed, her whole face was as red as the fruit on the table.
She became annoyed by the sight and wanted to eat one, but Shaun immediately got up again when she grabbed the knife to cut the fruit. “Sit down. I’ll do it.”
In short, Shaun stayed in the ward the entire afternoon and evening. Catherine was not allowed to touch anything. All she was allowed to do was lay down, lean back, and sleep.
As a result of sleeping too much, she woke up at 6:00 a.m. the next day.
When she opened her eyes, she found that Shaun was sleeping on the same pillow as her. She did not know when he squeezed up to her last night.
Her anger flared when she remembered the image of how Shelley had grabbed his hand yesterday.
However, the man’s clean appearance when he was asleep was much more pleasing to the eye than when he was awake.
His eyelashes were thick like a butterfly’s wings, his skin had no pores, and his eyes, nose, and lips were all very exquisite. His features looked just like works of art carefully created by God…
Just as she was pondering, the man’s dark eyes suddenly opened.
Catherine panicked and subconsciously kicked him. “Who allowed you to climb up here last night?”
Shaun sat up in pain and looked around. There was a flash of confusion in his eyes. “Isn’t this the hospital? Why are you wearing scrubs?”
Catherine’s heart instantly sank to the bottom.
In the past two days they had spent together, she felt that Shaun’s memory was getting worse and worse. However, she did not expect him to have forgotten that she was pregnant after waking up. Not even an 80-year-old man’s memory would be that bad.
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