Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 6

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 6
Catherine was speechless.

Shaun should have explained this earlier.

She had spent the past few hours worrying about being a stepmother!

A feeling of helplessness washed over her.

Despite that, the chubby cat with clean fur was adorable.

She stepped forward, intending to pinch its fat cheeks, but the cat dashed into the master bedroom at the speed of lightning. The master bedroom was a place she was not yet qualified to step foot in.

Catherine let out a sigh at the rejection. Then, she scanned around the house that had three bedrooms and two living areas.

There was a master bedroom, a guest room, and a study.

The interior of the house was decorated in a minimalist, modern style using black, white, and gray as its main color scheme. It was pleasant to the eyes but gave out a cold and cheerless vibe at the same time. The renovation probably did not cost much.

Was this really the residence of Ethan’s uncle?

The man was supposed to be a successful entrepreneur. It was one thing if he chose not to live in a grand villa, but there was no sign of luxury in this place at all.

Not to mention the shelves in the study room were filled with books like The Science of Law, The Law Society Gazette, and Are We Slaves to Our Genes?

Something did not feel right. Could it be possible that this man was not Ethan’s uncle?

No, that would be impossible!

Freya could be quite careless at times, but for something as serious as this…

She could not possibly have made a mistake, right?

The overthinking was killing Catherine. She retrieved her phone to ring her friend. “Are you sure that he’s Ethan’s uncle?”

“Of course, I heard it from my brother. He even had a meal with that man before.”

Relieved, Catherine placed a hand on her chest. “I was afraid that I married the wrong man.”

“Oh my God, did you actually marry him?” A shriek of surprise sounded over the phone. “He really showed up?”

“Uh-huh,” she replied. On the other side of the phone, Freya’s eyes were welled up with tears. “We promised to be each other’s angels. How could you abandon me in the blink of an eye?”

The words were stuck in Catherine’s throat.