Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 379

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 379

After arriving at the hospital, Chester arranged for the top doctors in the hospital to perform a detailed physical examination on her.

In the ward, the results came out very quickly.

Chester looked at the emaciated woman on the bed who was given saline and sighed with pity. "All the indicators are not up to standard. Hypoglycemia, anemia, dehydration, malnutrition, and peptic ulcer." Catherine nodded. Her body was her own. These days, she often vomited and passed out from all the stomach pains she had, so she knew all that.

Shaun clenched his fists. He knew that she was not in good health, but now she was even worse.

"Ahem, Catherine, you should rest first." Chester suddenly said to Shaun, "Come with me to get the medicine..."

"Doctor Jewell, you can say anything in front of me, even if it has to do with my face..." Catherine smiled at him. "You don't have to hide it from me."

Chester looked at her sympathetically. "Alright, to be honest, the fester on your face is really serious, and the area is quite large. I've consulted several top cosmetologists, and they'll do as much as possible to repair you, but... it won't be a perfect recovery."

"Doctor Jewell, can you go into more detail?" Catherine looked at him.

The more Shaun saw how calm she saw, the more his heart ached. "There's no need to ask him. If the technology here isn't enough and you can't be fixed locally, we'll go overseas. The beauty technology in Australia isn't world-class."

"I don't want to have cosmetic surgery for a new face." Catherine interrupted him.

Shaun wiped his glasses. "There'll be scars and unevenness."

"I understand." Catherine nodded and leaned back on the pillow. "Thank you."

"I'm sorry. But technology is developing very fast now, so you don't have to give up hope." Chester comforted her.

"It's okay. It's actually better this way." Catherine had a faint smile on her face since the beginning, but anyone with a discerning eye could tell that she was no longer hopeful. She had given up and resigned herself to fate. She no longer cared.

Shaun's eyes dimmed, and he said to Chester, "Why don't you go out first?"

"Okay." Chester closed the door as he left.

Shaun walked to her bedside and held her hand tightly. His dark eyes were serious. "No matter what you look like, I don't care. I love you, not your face."

"Is that so?" Catherine looked at his freshly changed clothes. "Don't lie to yourself. You just gave me a hug earlier, but you've already changed your clothes. Shaun Hill, you're really a clean freak, you know that?"

"No... That's not it..." For the first time, Shaun felt like a child. He was at a loss.

He could not tell her that he had hurt himself because his sickness acted up again. He had to change into clean clothes because his clothes were covered with blood.

If she knew he was sick, she would be even more afraid of him.

"You're not very good at explaining yourself," Catherine said teasingly. "Shaun, I'm actually not sad that my face is disfigured. In fact, I'm glad. It's a good thing. Now that I'm so ugly and disgusting enough to make people puke, can you still sleep beside me? We should just part on good terms now. At least grant me this last dignity."

Shaun was infuriated.

She wanted to leave him so badly.

"Catherine, I'm not as superficial as you think. I'll prove it to you right now."

He forcefully pulled her into his arms and sealed her lips with his burning ones.

Her lips were dry, and her face still smelled bad due to the wound.

To be honest, even Catherine could not stand herself.

However, this man held her like he was holding his beloved woman. His kiss was gentle and sorrowful.

Shaun kissed Catherine until she was breathless.

She narrowed her eyes and looked at the man in front of her. His buzz-cut hair and his long butterfly-wings-like eyelashes made his handsome face very masculine. He looked better than the male stars in Korean dramas.

When the kiss ended, his lips gently fell on the wound on her cheek like a feather. The gentle kisses gave Catherine a strong impression.

It was as if he really loved her enough to not care about her appearance.