Let Me Go, Mr. Hill novel Chapter 968

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 968

“Forget about it. With your poor cooking, I don’t believe that you made all this food.” Catherine snorted.

“I really made it myself. A few days ago, I learned how to cook from a chef. Since you were the one who cooked for me back then, I’ll be cooking for you from now onward. If you don’t believe it, you can look at my hands… ” Shaun stretched out all his fingers.

His originally neat fingers were now scarred. There were also calluses on his palms.

“It hurts.” Shaun blinked at her with his dark lashes. Coupled with his strikingly handsome face, any woman would probably sway at this sight of him.

However, Catherine did not sway at all. “As a man, you’re grumbling about a little pain. Have you no shame? Wesley wouldn’t do this.”

Shaun was speechless.

His good mood was completely ruined after he

heard the word ‘Wesley’.

Catherine immediately started eating the breakfast without bothering to look at his stiff expression.

Despite harboring a grudge against him, she would not torture her stomach. If she got a stomach

illness as a result of hunger, she would not be able to enjoy delicious food anymore.

“Does it taste good?” Shaun immediately asked with a look of anticipation.

Catherine nonchalantly glanced sideways at him. “ It’s just average. It’s not as good as Wesley’s cooking.”

Shaun’s face darkened, and he warned severely, “I don’t want to hear the word ‘Wesley’ coming out from your mouth again.”

“What if I say it?” Catherine sneered at him. “Why? You want to hurt me again, huh? Sure enough, your promises are a bunch of bullsh*t.”

“Let’s see if you dare mention that man again.” Shaun rose to his feet and fixed his grim gaze on her swollen mouth.

Catherine wiped her mouth hard before she glared a t him. Nevertheless, she did not dare say anything else for fear that he would kiss her again.

“You can eat first.” With that, he turned around.

Only then did Catherine notice a pool of blood on the back of Shaun’s white T-shirt near his shoulder.

She lowered her head and glanced at the fork in her hand. The fork was stained with a lot of blood.

She gasped.

What a lunatic he was! Although she had stabbed his body, he could continue kissing her for so long. Did the pain not matter to him?

Shaun took off his T-shirt upstairs. When he turned around and looked into the mirror, he noticed four holes on the back of his shoulder where blood was oozing.