Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 575 âCathy, no.â Freya raised her head and looked at Catherine pleadingly. âI donât want to make a fuss about it and let everyone knowâ¦â
âFreya, stop it. Youâre braver than that.â
Catherine glared at Shaun. âSay it. If you can do it, then why canât you say it?â
Irritated, Shaun loosened his tie. âCatherine Jones, if you continue to pursue this matter, I will stop Doctor Angelo from curing your fatherâs illness.â
Catherine felt thunder rumbling in her brains.
She looked at Freya. âDid he use that to threaten you?â
Freya said bitterly, âCathy, you only have one father. I donât want you to lose him.â
âYes, you guys all know how important my dad is to me because I only have one. Thatâs why you threaten me with my dad again and again.â Catherine looked at Shaun coldly. âLast time, it was for Sarahâs reputation that I declared weâre divorced, and people on the Internet are still criticizing me even till this day. Now, youâre threatening me to let go of that scumbag.â
Shaun bit his thin lips silently.
Catherine lost her patience and rushed up to shove him. âShaun Hill, why are you so ruthless to me?
Are you a human? For Sarah, youâve hurt the people around me and I again and again. Meeting you was a huge mistake.â
She could no longer hold back her tears anymore as she crouched down.
Shaun felt a lump in his throat. For some reason, his heart felt like it was being crushed by a hand, making it difficult for him to breathe.
âCathy, donât cry.â Freya attempted to get up and comfort her. However, as soon as she moved, she fell off the bed.
âFreya, donât move.â Catherine hurriedly helped her back up.
âListen to me, and just settle it. Donât pursue it. In any case⦠I wasnât violated.â Freya held her hand and forced a smile.
âNo.â Catherine shook her head. âIf Thomas Neeson isnât sentenced this time, heâll overstep the line more the next time. I donât want you to compromise for me. I want him to go to jail.â
She glared at Shaun with gritted teeth. âFine. Tell Doctor Angelo to leave. At most, my dadâs illness wonât be treated.â
âCatherine Jones, why do you have to force my hand?â Shaunâs expression did not look pleasant.
Catherine barked out a laugh. âWhoâs the one forced here?â
âEldest Young Master Hill, Cathy isnât the victim. She canât decide for me,â Freya hurriedly said. âI said I wonât pursue the matter, so I wonât. This is final.â
âFreyaâ¦â
âDonât say it.â Freyaâs gaze was filled with determination. âWeâre friends. Even if you were the victim, youâd do the same as well.â
Catherineâs eyes immediately reddened.
Her relationship was a mess, but fortunately, she had a friend who would not abandon her.
The one who hurt her friend just had to be the man she loved very much.
Catherine stood up and lifted her head stubbornly. âEven if Freya agrees, thereâs another victim. He wonâtâ¦â
âI agree to the settlement.â
Wesleyâs voice suddenly sounded from the door.
She turned around to see Wesley supported by an assistant. His arm was still in a splint.
Every step he took was so painful that his face was now paler. âContinue to treat her father. This matter is settled.â
âWesleyâ¦â Catherine bit her lip, but tears were still flowing down her cheeks.
Wesley did not look at her. Instead, he looked at Shaun with coldness and hatred. âYou donât know how to cherish this woman, hurting her time and time again. Shaun Hill, if youâre still a man, then divorce her. Stop hurting her for another woman. Sheâs already covered in scars because of you.â