Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 243

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 243

Catherine had not seen him this angry for a long time. She quickly hung up the phone and explained it to him. "Did you see those photos? Don't misunderstand—"

"Misunderstand? How am I supposed to misunderstand?"

Shaun grabbed the phone in his hands and threw it at her. His dark pupils were covered with disappointment, disgust, and hatred.

"Take a look at those disgusting pictures yourself. You claim that you don't like Wesley Lyons, but you hugged him tightly and even took off his clothes. Catherine Jones, why are you so shameless?" His phone hit her chest hard. It hurt, but not as much as her heart was.

How many men could keep calm if they saw pictures like these? He had been cuckolded by her.

"No, I was set up! That night, Rebecca Jones forced me to drink, and Wesley Lyons saved me. Nothing happened between us."

Catherine shook her head and choked as she explained, "I soaked myself in cold water the entire night."

"Do you take me for a fool?"

An eerie cold laugh sounded from Shaun's throat. "When I encountered that situation, even a man like me was unable to endure it. I had to go to the hospital and get an infusion to get better, but you said you overcame it by soaking yourself in cold water?"

"I'm telling the truth." Catherine forced back her grievances and tried to explain, "I can swear—”

"Shut up! Catherine Jones, I really can't understand you!" Shaun suddenly grabbed her chin tightly. "You pretend to be pure and clean in front of me, saying that you're afraid... Is it that fun to make a fool of me?!

"Let me ask you. When were these photos taken? I remember... I went to Hong Kong for a few days and Aunty Linda said you didn't return the entire night..."

"I didn't do it! Nothing happened between me and Wesley. I don't love him..." Catherine shook her head hard.

"So my guess is right." Shaun did not listen to her at all. His eyes were full of mockery and coldness. "I called you that night. Your voice was off, but you said that you were shopping. Hah, you were with Wesley Lyons, weren't you?"

The more he talked, the angrier he got. It was like there was a wound on his heart, and salt kept rubbing on it. It hurt so much that he could not breathe.

In the face of his doubts and accusations, Catherine's heart became heavier and heavier.

There was so little trust between them. She really did not know how to convince him.

"If... If you don't believe me, you can check it yourself," Catherine clenched her fists and said helplessly.

Shaun laughed as if he had heard a joke. His voice was full of disdain when he spoke, "After looking at those photos, just looking at you makes me feel dirty."

He was afraid that he would not be able to hold back from laying a hand on her and simply left in anger.

Catherine was deeply wounded.

Last night, she had felt as if she were the happiest woman on earth, but as soon as it was day, it seemed like the whole world had collapsed.

Where did those pictures come from? She remembered that when they left, Wesley had said that he smashed the camera.

She hurriedly dialed Wesley's number.

When the call connected, Wesley's anxious voice sounded. "Catherine, did you see those pictures? I'm worried about you. Did Shaun misunderstand? I can call him to explain."