Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill novel Chapter 154

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 154
“Shut up, you lying woman!”

Shaun yelled at her, “Do you think I’ll believe you again? You said you love me, but that’s only because you wanted me to take on your court case. Now that it’s done, you want to kick me away right after. You said that you don’t love Ethan Lowe anymore, yet you couldn’t wait to go to a hotel with him.”

If this had happened in the past, Catherine would have argued with him, but she was truly tired and sad today. She did not even have the strength to argue. “Did you see me go to a hotel with him?”

“If you didn’t go to a hotel, then why didn’t you come back last night? Why were his clothes draped over your shoulders? Just look at your appearance. It’s clear that you didn’t sleep at all last night.”

Shaun looked at her with eyes full of disgust.

Catherine felt completely infuriated. She had been keeping vigil for her grandmother all night last night, but his thoughts were so filthy.

As if she had lost her mind, she stripped off her clothes and threw them on the ground. “Take a good look yourself. Check well and see if you find any traces on me. Do you want to check if my first time is still intact as well?”

The more she spoke, the more agitated and upset she got. Suddenly, she seemed to completely break down as tears fell in big droplets from her eyes.

Shaun was at his wit’s end watching her cry. He took off his clothes in frustration and draped them over her body.

“Fine, even if you didn’t do anything with Ethan Lowe, the fact that you stayed out all night with another man and didn’t come back proves that you don’t care about the contract at all. Catherine Jones, I’ll teach you the price of breaking the contract.”

“What are you going to do?”

Catherine stared at him with eyes wide in anger.

“From now on, you need to stay here and can’t go out to work anymore, lest you make me a cuckold.”

Shaun snorted coldly before slamming the door shut and locking it.

Catherine did not try hitting the door. She was too tired.

Her only family member was gone, and she was being doubted and hurt by Shaun every day. She felt like she could no longer see any hope for the future.

That was fine. At most, she would die. There was nothing to be afraid of. She no longer had to think of how to repay Shaun.

…

Shaun thought that she would make a fuss, or admit her mistakes and beg for mercy, but she was exceptionally quiet.

At noon, Aunty Linda brought food in but came back down again after a while. She shook her head. “Young Master Hill, Ms. Jones refuses to eat. Her mood seems to be a little off.”

“If she doesn’t want to eat, then let her starve.” Shaun tossed the magazine aside distractedly.

“Young Master Hill, have you asked where exactly Ms. Jones went last night? Maybe there’s a misunderstanding.”

Aunty Linda could not stand it. Youngsters always quarreled like this. Neither was willing to admit defeat and bow down, yet they were unwilling to explain themselves either. They kept falling out with each other even though it was clear Shaun cared about his wife very much.

“What misunderstanding could there be?”

Shaun was expressionless, but his heart was moved. He had noticed that she was completely clean earlier.

He rubbed his brows in frustration and hesitated for a moment before calling Hadley. “Go and find out what they did after that.”

‘If they went to a hotel… Heh, Catherine Jones, your life will be over.’

Hadley was speechless. Shaun had told him not to check before this, but now he wanted to know. Forget it. This time, Hadley would check clearly from start to finish.

At 3:00 p.m., Hadley helplessly came over with news and looked at Shaun with a hint of self-reproach.

“Young Master Hill, you really have misunderstood Ms. Jones. Although she was with Ethan Lowe last night, they were together in a funeral parlor. Her grandmother died. Ethan and the Jones family are acquainted, so he went to pay his respects.”

Shaun was stunned. He suddenly stood up and resisted the impulse to kick Hadley. “Why didn’t you tell me that last night?”