Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 48 Before Catherine could finish her sentence, a massive hand suddenly appeared to cover her mouth.
Shaunâs hand smelled like dry pine. The faint fragrance was surprisingly soothing.
More importantly, his hand was so warm!
âShut up.â The manâs eyes twinkled beneath the lenses of his glasses.
She felt her own cheeks burning too. After he removed his hand, she placed the bowl of oat porridge on the desk. âI bet you must be hungry after working all night.â
He looked at the oat porridge topped with cinnamon. It certainly looked appetizing.
âCatherine, youâre trying to fatten me up, huh?â
âNo, your body is still in top shape.â She pouted. âI wouldnât mind even if youâre fat. Perhaps you might consider me if no other woman likes you anymore.â
He looked at her, the corners of his lips twitching into a sneer. âForget it. I canât afford a woman who frequents the hospital every other day.â
âDonât worry. Soon, Iâll be out there working to provide for you,â she promised.
âI dare not rely on that. I might die before that even happens.â
Shaun stirred the oat porridge with the spoon.
Catherine, who had just been ridiculed, walked out of the study feeling annoyed. She swore to prove to him that she could achieve something!
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1 a.m.
Catherine was jolted awake by her nightmares, only to realize she was sweating all over on her forehead.
Immediately, she switched on the lights. A calmness came over her body gradually as the light took over the darkness.
She had dreamt about being locked up inside that dark manor again. That place was filled with all sorts of horrifying noises at night.
Terrified, she curled into a ball. It had become a problem for her to sleep alone now.
After moments of consideration, she wrapped herself in the blanket and knocked fearfully at the master bedroomâs door.
âWhoâs there?â
Shaun, who had been woken up in the middle of the night, said with a voice reeking of rage.
âItâs me.â
Half a minute passed by in complete silence. Just when she was about to give up, the door was opened abruptly from the inside.
He appeared on the other side of the door. His hair was disheveled and his dark eyes looked intimidating. âYouâd better have a good reason for this.â
She blinked blankly at the buttons in front of his pajamas. He must have just put this on in a rush.
âIâm scaredâ¦â
She lifted her eyes slowly. Colors had drained off her face because of fear. However, he was baffled by the blanket she was holding in her hands.
âIs this another one of your tactics to seduce me?â
Shaun admitted she looked especially vulnerable right now. However, he had been exhausted all day and still needed to wake up early for a court case tomorrow. âItâs late. I need to sleep even if you donât need to.â
âItâs not that.â
Catherine genuinely did not want to stay in her room alone. She mustered her strength and tugged the corner of his sleeve. âEver since being locked up in the old manor, I donât dare to sleep alone at night anymore. Iâm haunted by terrifying nightmares. Please let me sleep on the floor of your bedroom. Iâm being serious.â
âWerenât you sleeping just fine in the hospital?â
âI was accompanied by the carer then.â Her eyelashes trembled. She was biting on her lower lip firmly.
He frowned upon seeing that.
It was him who had rescued her out of that old manor. That place was indeed eerily silent and dark as the night. Even a man would be traumatized after being locked up in there for three days.
She noticed his hesitation and quickly made a promise. âI swear I wonât disturb you.â