Chapter 287


    Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 287


    Shaun’s body stiffened. He grabbed her delicate shoulders angrily and asked in a hoarse voice, “Who do


    you want to rub your stomach?”


    Wesley Lyons? If so, he would definitely throw her out of the room.


    “Shaunny, Shaunny…” Catherine pouted in a daze. She remembered that when she got cramps during


    her time of the month, Shaunny would help rub her stomach.


    “Catherine Jones, are you sure you’re drunk?” Shaun pinched her little face hard. Was she ying him


    again?”


    “It hurts, you meanie.” Catherine drunkenly lifted a foot to kick him gently.


    Shaun almost got a nosebleed. What rotten thoughts went through Rodney’s mind for him to make her


    wear this bunny outfit? It was simply torturing him.


    “Catherine Jones, you can dream on if you want me to help rub your stomach.” Shaun pinched her face


    until it was red.


    “Mm… It hurts… Shaunny.” Catherine bit her lip childishly before opening her watery and beautiful eyes.


    The lump in Shaun’s throat bobbed. A momentter, he cursed under his breath and covered her with


    the nket before walking out.


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    He did not know what possessed him to go to the kitchen. He used his phone to find out what one should


    eat if their stomach was ufortable after a night of drinking.


    It seemed that tomato juice was a good idea.


    However, he had not lived in this house for several months, so there was no food at home. He could only


    call Hadley. “Get me some tomatoes right away.”


    “…”


    Hadley, who was just getting ready to go to bed, had a pained expression on his face. “Young Master,


    where do you expect me to find tomatoes at this time of the night? Are you making juice for Miss


    Jones…”


    “Her? It’s good enough if I don’t kill her. Hurry up. I want them in 20 minutes.” Shaun ended the call


    resolutely.


    Hadley, “…”


    Where was he supposed to find tomatoes in the middle of the night?


    The assistant who could do anything never expected that he would be stumped by tomatoes.


    In the end, Hadley could only ask the boss of the nearby supermarket to open the doors for the guards to


    get the tomatoes. They were then delivered to Shaun.


    When Shaun got the tomatoes, he peeled off the skin on each one, squeezed them to make the juice,


    and brought the ss into the room.


    Catherine was curled up in bed, asleep. He picked her up and fed her the juice. She opened her mouth


    subconsciously. The sour juice made her stomach feel better and she no longer felt as nauseous.


    After drinking, shey quietly in bed with her eyshes trembling like wings. Her lips were dyed red by


    the tomatoes, making her look like a flower waiting to be picked.


    Shaun gulped. He was a normal man, and he had also tasted her lipste at night before.


    However, at that moment, her phone beside the table suddenly vibrated. The screen showed a message


    sent by Wesley Lyons. [I miss you.]


    Shaun suddenly looked cold. A momentter, a self-deprecating smile appeared on his lips.


    It had been foolish of him to go all the way there in a helicopter to save her.


    …


    The next day.


    Catherine opened her eyes and woke up to find herself on an unfamiliar bed.


    She sat up with a start.