Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 1678 â Iâm not mad. â Catherine shook her head. âI was just thinking about the relationship between us.
Shaunny, who am I to you?â
Feeling dazed, Shaun thought it over for a while before he stammered, âYouâre my aunt⦠The person I loveâ¦â
Catherine forced a smile. âShaun, Iâm not your aunt. Fine, you wonât understand even if I explain to you.
Letâs sleep.â
She tilted her body to face the window.
Deep down, she grumbled at herself for asking that question. She clearly knew that he was just a child who could not possibly love her. At most, he only liked her.
At the sight of her slender silhouette, Shaun felt as though something was clenching his heart and causing him pain. At the same time, he felt anxious.
Somehow, he felt that Catherine was feeling bitter. Was it because he had said something wrong?
Shaun found himself losing sleep for the first time.
When he woke up the next morning, he seemed listless with two dark circles under his eyes.
After Catherine was done helping Lucas and Suzie wash up, he silently came to her. âCathy, help me too.â
âBrush your teeth on your own.â Catherine kindly squeezed the toothpaste for him before saying with a somber voice, âYou canât possibly rely on me forever. You need to learn to do it yourself.â
At the sight of her grave expression, Shaun reluctantly took the toothbrush from her.
After Lucas and Suzie finished their breakfasts, they headed to preschool. Shaun looked glum while clumsily eating the food in his bowl.
Catherine said, â Iâve hired three teachers to teach you. After you finish your breakfast, youâll learn some vocabulary and attend an English class. Then, youâll learn about financial management in the afternoon.â
Lea was dumbfounded. âThatâs a bit too much, isnât it?â
âAunty Lea, he can absorb knowledge much better than any other ordinary person. Iâm guessing that the knowledge is still in his mind. The teachers might be able to awaken his acquired knowledge. I think that itâs worth a try. If it doesnât work, we can change to another method.â
Catherine was serious. âHe canât possibly learn everything bit by bit like Lucas. If he learns at that kind of pace, heâll be in his 4o or 5os by then.â
Lea instantly went silent. Indeed, what Catherine said made sense.
âI donât want to.â Shaun suddenly furrowed his brows deeply, signaling his resistance. âI donât want strangers to teach me. I want Cathy to be my teacher.â
âI donâ t know some of the topics. Plus, Iâm not a professional, â Catherine said, âLucas and Suzie have gone to preschool and made friends. I think you need to interact with more people. It canât be just me and you all the time.â
âI donât want to learn, then. I donât want other people to teach me.â Shaunâs eyes turned red all of a sudden. âDonât think I donât know that youâre angry with me and you hate me. Youâre just trying to get rid of me as soon as you can.â
With that, he tossed the spoon and headed upstairs in a rage.
Complete silence descended upon the dining room.
Lea and Brennan looked at Catherine in embarrassment. Brennan had been staying here these few days because of Shaunâs illness. However, it was plain to see that his son did not need him at all.
âAhem.â Brennan coughed softly while clenching his fist. With a mature voice, he said, âCathy, if youâre busy, go ahead with your work. After all, youâre not married to Shaun. Although he has ended up in this state, itâs not reasonable to have you take full responsibility for him. Conversely, I think youâve done a wonderful job.â
âYeah.â Lea agreed with Brennan. âYouâre not obligated to take care of him.â
Catherine tightened her grasp on the fork, knowing that Lea and Brennan had misunderstood her.
Perhaps they thought that she had started to lose patience with him.
âUncle Brennan, Aunty Lea, I actually hardly slept last night because I was contemplating my future with Shaun.â
Catherineâs voice was slightly hoarse. âAll babies cling to the people who look after them the most, so itâs normal that Shaun is clinging to me now. His intellect is slowly developing. Given that he has forgotten about what happened between us, he might be different from how we remember him.
âAt this point, heâs like a blank slate. Little by little, thereâll be people stepping into his life. Although he used to love me, what about in the future? Are his feelings for me mainly affection, love, or reliance?
Youâre both right. Weâ re not married, so heâs not obligated to take full responsibility for me. I donât wish for him to assume responsibility for what had happened in the past either.â