Let Me Go Mr Hill novel Chapter 500

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 500
“Freya Lynch, it’s you!”

When the window rolled down, Linda Shelby’s b*tchy face appeared. She looked very happy to see Freya.

However, Freya wanted to vomit blood.

Damn it! She just returned to Melbourne for a few days but ended up running into the most annoying person.

“Freya, why are you back in Melbourne? I heard that you found a new boyfriend in Canberra. How could you do this to Patrick?” Linda suddenly frowned and said.

“That’s none of your business. Are you deaf? Didn’t you hear me when I said that you almost hit my car?” Freya’s voice was full of impatience.

Linda’s eyes reddened from feeling aggrieved. “I’m sorry, I…”

“I apologize on her behalf…”

The passenger door suddenly opened and Patrick stepped out of the car. His once poise and handsome figure was now slightly bowed, and his charming face and lips were as pale as paper. His eyebrows were tightly furrowed together.

Freya could tell at a glance that he was not feeling well.

Her heart tightened, but she quickly pushed down the worry in her heart.

They had already broken up. It was none of her concern if he was not feeling well.

Furthermore, it was the same as before. Whether he was sick or not, it was always Linda beside him.

“My stomach isn’t feeling well, so she rushed to find a parking spot.” Patrick looked straight at her. The woman in front of him drove a white SUV, and even though she only wore light makeup, her face was still beautiful.

He suddenly realized that he had never stopped thinking about her ever since he came back from Canberra.

He often could not control his depressed emotions.

In the past, she was the most worried about him whenever he felt the slightest discomfort. She would stay with him all night just to take care of him.

Now, she did not even voice a word of concern.

“Patrick, let’s go.” Linda held Patrick and walked toward the emergency department.

Next came the blood draw and lab results.

When Linda came to collect the results, she suddenly saw Freya, who had parked her car, walking straight toward the forensic department at the end.

What was she going there for?

Just as she was thinking, her phone rang and she smiled when she saw the screen. “Rebecca, nice timing. Guess who I saw.”

“Who?”