Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 29 With that, Ethan picked Rebecca up into his arms and walked toward the Lamborghini.
When his car sped into the distance, leaving her behind for the second time, Catherine truly lost all hope in this man.
Starting from this moment, any love she felt for him before was replaced by hatred and despise.
âOh, you poor thing.â James walked toward her while holding an umbrella, smiling with his eyes narrowed. âThe young lady of the Jones family who was once above everyone else has now lost all her power.â
Exhausted, she could not be bothered to deal with the man. She started walking toward her car in silence.
His voice rang behind her. âUncle Jeffery and Aunt Sally will definitely be informed of todayâs incident.
Itâs obvious that they favor Rebecca over you. Donât dream of heading back to the Jones family anymore because no one there welcomes your presence.â
Slam! She shut the door and drove away.
His words were not news to her, but it did not matter. Her life was miserable enough. No one really loved or cared for her.
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6.00 P.M.
Shaun came home from work.
In the past, even if Catherine was occupied at that moment, the house was always brightly lit and filled with a delicious aroma. He could always catch a glimpse of her silhouette as she moved across the kitchen diligently, preparing dinner.
Today, however, there was only darkness.
He turned on the lights only to find Catherine curled up on the couch. Her hair was disheveled and her eyes appeared sorrowful. She rested her chin above Fudgeâs head as she held the cat close in her arms. She looked lifeless and defeated.
She had always appeared energetic and radiant in front of him. It felt slightly strange seeing this unprecedented side of her.
âThe bidding didnât go well?â
He removed his coat and threw it on the couch casually. âFailing once isnât a big deal. Youâre still young ââ
âIâm allowed to be deceived like a fool because Iâm young?â She shot him an angry look. âPeople like you who are at the top of society donât even care about other peopleâs feelings, right?â
A hint of annoyance flashed across his face. He assumed the upset woman was projecting her rage at him. âWith this behavior, failure serves you right.â
âThatâs right, Iâm a failure. My biggest failure is having trusted you.â
Catherine clenched her fists. Although it was clear that he did not love her, she was his wife by law at the very least. Even so, he had tricked her like a fool.
âDonât bite the hand that feeds you.â Shaun was irritated by her remark. âYou wouldnât even have had the chance to participate in the bidding if I hadnât lent you a hand. If I knew this was how you were going to behave, then I definitely wouldnât have bothered.â
âThank you very much. I beg you to stay out of my affairs in the future.â
She scoffed while getting to her feet. Fudge leaped up from her embrace. The cat felt the tense situation between her two owners and scratched the womanâs shirt helplessly.
He was not only furious with her attitude but also truly disappointed.
Initially, after seeing her designs, he thought she was really talented. However, plenty of people in this world were born with talent, thus there would always be someone better and stronger out there. One failure was enough for him to see her true colors.
Honestly, he despised people like this.
âRemember what you said. Starting from today, apart from looking after Fudge, I donât want anything to do with you. You donât have to cook for me either. Itâs only going to make me sick.â
Then, he picked up the cat with one hand, grabbed his coat with another, and left the house.
An eerie silence enveloped the room. She had a warm cat to comfort her cold heart earlier but that was now gone too.
Catherineâs mind went blank. The sun slowly faded into the darkness.
She left the house and headed to the bar.
The server brought her several bottles of beer. She popped the cap off one of them and started taking big gulps.
She had never liked drinking before. It was only now that she discovered the benefit of drowning oneâs sorrow with alcohol.
She glanced at the young people dancing on the stage nearby as she drank.
How easy her life was in the past.
A life without worries with everyone by her side.
Gradually, her vision began to blur.
She did not notice the person watching her closely from a corner. A brief moment later, the person made a phone call. âJanet, guess who I saw?â