Chapter 258


    Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 258


    “Are you done?” Patrick became angry.


    “She’spletely fine, isn’t she?” Freya understood everything now. “Patrick, I’m serious. Don’te


    back to me in the future. We’re breaking up.”


    “That’s enough. You should know which lines you shouldn’t cross.”


    “It’s over. You’ll always only have Linda in your eyes. Yes, you can go to Linda’s side if she has gotten


    into an ident, but you can’t justpletely leave my family behind. You didn’t even call me. Today


    was an important day for us, but you don’t care at all. In the future, I won’t have any more expectations of


    you, and I won’t hope for anything as well. I hope we never meet again.”


    Freya hung up the phone and buried her face, crying bitterly.


    After crying, she deleted Patrick’s and Linda’s contact information.


    She was too tired of being tormented by these two people. In the future, there would be no expectation,


    no hope, and no pain.


    At that moment, she wanted to find someone to drink and talk to.


    She wanted to call Catherine, but she remembered that Catherine was not free now. As such, she drove


    to the bar herself.


    …


    All of Melbourne’s bars were in one street.


    There were only a few bars that rich kids would visit.


    At 11:00 p.m., Chase and Shaun came down from the room upstairs.


    After having dinner tonight, Shaun did not want to go back to the vi, so Chase apanied him to the


    bar again. However, Shaun did not drink much today, probably because he was tired from being drunk.


    “Shaun, are you going back to Canberra for New Year’s? If you aren’t, my grandfather told you toe


    to our ce,” Chase said as he walked. When he nced to the side, he suddenly saw a woman sitting


    by the bar. She wore a pale yellow woolen coat whichplemented her fair skin, and her long wavy


    hair was draped over her shoulders. Her three-dimensional features were very delicate like she was of


    mixed race.


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    However, she seemed to bepletely drunk. Two men beside her kept pulling and tugging at her.


    “Isn’t that Freya Lynch? Why is she drinking alone here?” Chase and Freya had hung out several times


    before, and he had a good impression of her. She was girlish and cheerful, but not spoiled or fake.


    Shaun nced over and recognized her as Catherine’s best friend.


    He rubbed his brows. If something happened to her friend, she would definitely be worried. “Go and get


    rid of those two men.”


    Chase immediately went over and grabbed the men who were pawing at Freya’s back.


    “You little sh*t… Young Master Harrison…” The man saw Chase’s face clearly and froze.


    “Get out of my sight immediately. This is my friend. I’ll kill whoever dares to touch her in the future,”


    Chase warned and kicked him.


    The two men immediately slipped away. Everyone knew that Chase Harrison’s word wasw in the bars


    in this area. Provoking him was equivalent to a death wish.


    “Freya,e on, let’s go back. I’ll send you home.” Chase helped Freya up.


    Freya leaned on him, swaying since she was too drunk to walk steadily. Her mouth was still yelling, “I’m


    not going home! I still wanna drink! Happy breakup day! Only by waving goodbye to the wrong will you


    meet with the right…”


    Chase helped her to the car, looking gloomy. ‘This woman just broke up, huh? How much did she drink?’


    “You sit in the back.” Shaun went to the front passenger seat, so Chase could only sit in the back with


    Freya.


    As soon as poor Chase got into the car, Freya grabbed his cor and scolded him, “Patrick Jackson, you


    b*stard, you *sshole! I loved you for eight years, but you only have Linda in your eyes. Are you blind?”