Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 134

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 134

After Shaun devoured three plates of food, Fudge approached him with the three kittens.

"Have they got names?" Catherine asked as she picked up one of them.

"Not yet." He looked at the woman and then the cats before saying out of the blue, "But I've come to a decision now. They're called Cath, Erine, and Jones." She was speechless. "Why?"

"It just popped into my mind. It's easy and convenient," he said. Then, he headed into the study.

Aunty Linda walked over with a smile. "Such a lovely young couple."

'Aunty Linda, is your eyesight alright? How did you come to that conclusion?' Catherine thought to herself.

She dared not chit-chat with Aunty Linda again after the previous exchange. Immediately, she hurried upstairs and moved her belongings into the spare guest room.

10 p.m. She noticed Shaun still had not left the study.

Perhaps he was troubled by her court case. It was a really challenging one.

Feeling sorry, she made him a bowl of oat porridge. She knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in."

She walked in with the porridge upon getting the man's permission.

Like before, he was reading the documents with his glasses on. The desk light softly illuminated the silhouette of his handsome features.

"I was worried that you might be hungry..." She walked toward him with the bowl of oat porridge.

"Could I be hungry after eating three plates of food at dinner?" Shaun raised an eyebrow.

Catherine had totally forgotten that. "Try some anyway."

She placed the bowl on the desk. Then, he pulled her closer to sit on his lap. Her heart began beating faster than usual. It seemed strange that he kept wanting to embrace her this way lately. "Are you deliberately bringing me food because you miss me?" he whispered into her ear.

A shudder passed through her as his warm breath grazed her ear. She was at a loss for words. His imagination was getting more creative. "I just wanted to thank you."

"Do you think I'll believe that?" His eyes clearly revealed that was not the case.

That was it then. Freya had planted the image in his head that Catherine was deeply and helplessly in love with him.

"Are you studying my court case?" She changed the topic of conversation intentionally.

He was not, naturally. A simple case like that did not deserve his after-work time. He was just inspecting the profit reports of the companies he had invested in.

For some reason though, he instinctively nodded. He subtly reached out to the documents related to her case and said as if in deep frustration, "Your case is quite a challenging one. Jeffery deleted a lot of information in order to protect James."

She tensed up upon hearing that. "Is there still hope of winning?"

"What's defeat? I've never experienced that," he said simply, yet each word reeked of arrogance.

She really had no clue what else to say.

However, she admitted that men became rather attractive when they were full of confidence, especially a man like him whose looks were already impeccable.

He felt a little embarrassed to see the woman staring at him closely without blinking. Could this woman have some self-control? He was still working.