Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 586 Shaun lifted the white cloth with his hands trembling, only to see Catherine lying there silently. If it had not been for the dark, green bruise on her neck, she would have looked like she was sleeping.
He placed his trembling hand by her nose to see if she was breathing.
It was icy.
Was she actually dead?
He then hit his head hard.
He had to be dreaming. This was not real.
The last time they met, she was even criticizing and biting people.
How did she pass away so suddenly?
âGet lost, Shaun.â
A strong force pushed him away from behind.
Freya dashed to the side of the bed. After seeing Catherineâs dead body, she glared at Shaun indignantly. âItâs all your doing, b*stard. You are the one who drove Catherine to her death, you murderer.â
âI didnât. She⦠She was ill.â
Shaun did not even cast his bloodshot eyes over to Freya. He just froze to the spot, staring at Catherine.
He still could not resign himself to the situation.
He could not understand himself. He did not love Catherine at all.
However, why did he feel as if his soul had been taken away? It was as if he had lost someone significant in his life?
Tears even welled up uncontrollably and blurred his vision.
âYouâre the one who is ill.â
Amid her sobs, Freya howled and criticized him, âCathy was fine. You were the one who had been torturing and imprisoning her. You pushed her of your own accord and made her lose her babies. You even imprisoned her in the mental hospital and took away all her freedom. All of you drove her crazy. It doesnât matter if you didnât have feelings for her. You couldâve just divorce her. But why did you have to force her to be pregnant with children for you and Sarah? Why wouldnât you let her go?â
âThis is good too. Now that sheâs dead, sheâs finally freed. She has been freed from being tortured by you guys. Iâll take her away. I wonât let you shameless couple keep her dead body.â
Freya took a deep breath and asked someone to move Catherine away.
âWhat are you doing?â Shaun subconsciously clutched her arm. âSheâs my wife, so Iâll handle her burial. Itâs none of your business.â
âHave you ever treated her as your wife? What gives you the right to bury her, you scumbag?â
Freya took out a bloodstained cloth and stuffed it into his chest. âLook at it carefully. Cathy wrote her last words on it using her own blood. She doesnât want you to bury her, and she doesnât want to be buried under the Hill family either. She just wants to stay away from you.â
Shaun froze at the sight of those blood-written words.
Did she resent him so much?
Perhaps he should let her go.
However, he could not bring himself to do it when he looked at her face.
He could not avert his eyes from her.
He could not accept the fact that he would not see her in his life anymore.
âNo way. You canât take her away.â Shaun blocked Freya determinedly.
âShaun, just let her take Catherine away.â
All of a sudden, Old Madam Hillâs voice sounded at the door.
He abruptly turned his head around to see Old Master Hill, Old Madam Hill, and Liam standing there.
He did not know when they had appeared.
The moment Liam saw Catherine, he could not help but punch Shaun in the face. âHow shameless of you to think of burying her, b*stard. You didnât even treat her as a human when she was alive, so now that sheâs dead, why arenât you letting her go?â