Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1193 Just as Suzie finished speaking, Shaun called again in a hurry. âSuzie, you said that your mommy wants to divorce Wesley. Is that true?â
âScummy dad, donât ask any more questions. Iâm going to accompany Mommy now. Her face must hurt a lot now.â
Suzie mercilessly hung up the phone again.
Shaun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window for a while, his eyes cold with anger.
How dare Wesley hit her? Damn it! He had to teach Wesley a lesson.
However, what he was more worried about now was Catherine.
He immediately asked Chester to get the best ointment and headed to the Yule villa.
When he reached the door, he called Catherine. â Come out. I brought you some ointment. Chester said that this ointment is very useful. Youâll get better after using it for a day or two.â
Catherine very quickly understood what had happened. Suzie must have snitched. She started to have a headache and said, âI already put on ointment. I donât need you to care about me.â
âYours isnât as good as mine, â Shaun said firmly.
Catherine was speechless. âHow would you know mine isnât as good? Is Chesterâs medicine the most effective in the world? Shaun Hill, Iâm begging you to keep a distance from me. Every time I provoke you, nothing good happens to me.â
âDid Wesley hit you because he found out what happened between us in the Mead residenceâs washroom?â Shaun suddenly gritted his teeth and asked.
Catherine was stunned. She did not expect him to know that Wesley had hit her.
Did he guess it or did Suzie eavesdrop at the door earlier?
âStop making wild guesses. It has nothing to do with youâ¦â
âStop lying to me. I went to Hudson yesterday to look for you but Harvey said you didnât come to work.
You didnât show up because you were beaten by him the night before, right?â
The more Shaun guessed, the more he blamed himself and the more angry he became. âThat son of a b*tch, Wesley! Iâll never forgive him. Iâll go teach him a lesson now.â
âShaun Hill, youâ re insane!â Catherine hurriedly scolded him.
âNo, Iâm not insane. Iâm a piece of trash who let the woman I like get hurt by others. Iâll leave the ointment at your door. Iâll head out first.â
Shaun put the ointment aside and slammed the car door.
Catherine hurriedly ran to the window and saw that he was really driving away. She cursed in her heart, quickly taking her car key to drive over and catch up to him.
Shaun drove very fast but she stopped him at the foot of the mountain, forcing him to slam on the emergency brake. She immediately ran out of the car.
She came out in a hurry and was still wearing her spaghetti strap pajamas. She was not wearing a mask, so the swollen half of her face was exposed to the moonlight. Shaunâs heart almost broke from the pain.
âThat b*stard! How dare Wesley hit you so hard?â Shaunâs eyes were filled with a brutal look.
âDonât go to Wesley.â Catherine looked at him pleadingly. âBesides, this isnât completely his fault. Any man would have gotten angry.â
Shaun felt deeply chagrined and guilty. â Iâm sorry, Cathy. Itâs all my fault. You must be in a lot of pain.â
As he spoke, he fiercely slapped himself on the face, leaving a palm print on his handsome face. The corner of his lips split as well.
Catherine was shocked. âDid you⦠have to hit yourself that hard?â
An average man would just do it for show.
âI just want to feel your pain.â Shaun raised his hand and could not help but touch her face gently.
Catherine looked at his deep and distressed eyes. She unnaturally took a few steps back.