Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 162 Shaun frowned. âThereâs nothing skeptical about it. What about the man who led Catherine there? He seemed quite safe at that time.â
âHe claimed that he was only in charge of leading Miss Jones to take the measurements. On their way, the two of them were so engrossed in the conversation that he forgot to give Miss Jones a helmet.â
âEngrossed?â Shaun pointed to the blanket that he was staring at, then scoffed all of a sudden.
Hadley felt awkward. Was Shaun jealous because of this petty issue? âThis is how salespeople usually act. Theyâre glibber than anyone else.â
âAnyway, he needs to bear most of the responsibility this time,â Shaun said coldly, âSend an attorneyâs letter to Hudson. If the compensation Hudson is going to offer isnât satisfactory, I wonât let them off the hook.â
âOkay.â
At that moment, Catherine brought the dishes to the table. Upon realizing Hadleyâs presence, she was stunned. âIâm sorry, I only prepared a meal for two.â
âItâs fine. Iâve already eaten. Anyway, Iâm going to leave in a while.â Hadleyâs eyes swept over the dishes on the table, which gave him a shock. It was his first time seeing Young Master Hill having such a plain meal in the hospital. In fact, Shaunâs meals used to consist of over ten varieties of dishes.
What shocked Hadley the most was that Young Master Hill did not make any comment about it.
After Catherine placed all the dishes, she glanced at Shaunâs left hand which he could still use. âDo you want me to feed you? Or are you still able to eat on your own?â
âNonsense. How am I going to eat with only my left hand?â Shaunâs brows furrowed.
Hadleyâs mouth twitched. âPlease, Young Master Hill. Your left hand is actually more flexible than your right hand.â
âGet out right now.â Shaun gave Hadley an icy stare.
âYes, yes. Iâm going out now.â Hadley ran away.
âWhy are you so fierce to Hadley? I think heâs quite nice.â Catherine could not help but feel sympathetic toward Hadley.
âHeâs nice?â Shaunâs eyes flashed with grimness. âIs he nicer than me?â
Catherine was momentarily dazed. Suddenly, her gaze became strange. âIt seems that⦠youâre jealous.â
ââ¦â
Jealous?
Shaunâs attractive face fell for a second. The sentence seemed like a joke to him. âWould I even get jealous because of you? Are you having an illusion? Iâm just trying to remind you, you ungrateful thing.
Donât forget whoâs the one who has saved you countless times.â
âItâs you. I do remember itâs you. Hurry up and start eating. Donât starve, or Iâll be upset.â As Catherine did not want to listen to his lectures anymore, she quickly coaxed him into eating while feeding him.
These were the kinds of plain dishes Shaun disliked eating back then. However, once she fed him the food, he found it so delicious that he even asked for more.
After eating, Shaun opened his eyes lazily. âLift me up. I want to go to the bathroom.â
Catherine tried to lift him. At the thought of his injured back, she hesitated before she put her hand around his waist. His waist was extremely thin. She could even feel his muscles through the thin hospital gown.
Shaun sat up. The wounds and stitches on his shoulder hurt so badly that he broke into a cold sweat right away. His face was extremely pale.
Shocked, Catherine immediately said, âDonât go down. Iâll get you a bedpan.
She promptly found a brand new bedpan from the cupboard beside her.
The corners of Shaunâs mouth tugged awkwardly. A moment later, he whispered, âI need your help.â
Catherine was speechless.
No, no, no.
She would not be able to do it.
âDonât⦠Donât you have another hand?â she asked helplessly.
âCanât you see how painful it is when I move?â Shaun attempted to move his hand, and he gnashed his teeth in a flash. âHurry up. Otherwise, Iâm going to pee on you.â