Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 472

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 472

"So you want to bring Shelley over and have two women serve the same husband?" Catherine mocked, "It's not like it hasn't happened before among Canberra's influential upper class where the legal wife and the mistress coexist in the same house."

Shaun stood up immediately after hearing her sarcastic words. His slender figure was like a model's, but his eyes were bloodshot. "I had Shelley leave already. Aunty Yasmine told me that you hit me that night because I was lying on the bed and holding Shelley's hand. I'm sorry that I misunderstood you. I'll apologize to you.

"The thing about Sarah Wonderland happened a long time ago. I didn't know the fireworks event at 9.20 p.m. every Friday was still ongoing. It had always been the theme park's general manager who managed the event. He said that the fireworks had become a tourist attraction, but I told him to cancel it.

"I hadn't met you yet when I named Shaunarah Corporation. However, I'll make it so that Hill Corporation Electronics and Shaunarah Corporation merge as soon as possible. After that, there'll be no more Shaunarah Corporation in Australia."

Shaun moved toward Catherine step by step, his gaze filled with affection. "Cathy, come back. I can't be without you."

He lowered his head and kissed her lips affectionately.

Catherine became absent-minded at that moment.

There was no doubt that this man's looks, status, and pleasant voice could easily charm a woman.

However, when his breath came near, Catherine returned to her senses and took a few steps back. She looked at him cautiously. "You've heard of the story 'The Boy Who Cried Wolf' right? You've said many nice words to me before as well, but how did you treat me? When Shelley looked aggrieved, you thought I was bullying her. All of your friends think of me as a bad person who's jealous and green with envy. I've had enough.

"There was the incident with Thomas too. You knew he was rotten to the core, yet you helped him again and again. In the end, Hugh came to hurt me with a knife. That caused Wesley to lose a kidney and I had to shoulder the guilt. Why should I?"

Shaun squinted his eyes. "So you think that things are unfair for Wesley?"

"Shouldn't I?" Catherine laughed. "If it weren't for Wesley, I'd be dead. I would've died because of your ex-girlfriend's brother.”

She said coldly and went upstairs.

Infuriated by him, she locked the door and went into the shower to bathe.

After coming out of the shower, she saw the man who was supposed to be outside lying on her bed. He was sleeping soundly while hugging her pillow and covering himself with her blanket. She was about to go crazy. How on earth did that man manage to come in?

"Shaun, get the hell out of here." Catherine lifted the blanket away.

When she saw that Shaun was not wearing a shirt nor pants under the blanket, her face turned red from anger and embarrassment.

"Why aren't you wearing anything?"

Looking at Catherine's blushing face, Shaun's sexy thin lips curved into a smirk. "I had to take them off to sleep, of course. You didn't prepare any nightwear for me either."

He was shameless enough to barge into other people's homes, and now, he was blaming her for not preparing nightwear for him?

Why had she not realized he was so shameless before?

"Be good and don't disturb me. I can fall asleep just by taking in your scent. I haven't slept in two days." Shaun retrieved the blanket and covered himself.

Catherine was infuriated to the point that her insides were in pain. She felt powerless. "Shaun, what do you want? Don't you have Shelley now? Why are you still clinging to me?" "I've already made her leave."

Shaun pressed his lips together and said, "If you hate me for locking you in the cellar for a night, you can lock me up in the closet too."

Catherine blurted, "Why should I lock you up? I'm not sick like you."

Sick...

That word echoed in the bedroom.

Shaun's face paled instantly. He looked as if he were a child.

Catherine bit her lip. She did not want to be soft-hearted and feel a single bit of sympathy for him anymore.

Shaun did not say anything. He got up and walked barefoot into the closet before closing the doors.

Catherine could not care less about him and let him continue being pretentious.