Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 92

Frustration rocked through Shaun all of a sudden.

Damn it! Did Catherine have to sound so gleeful about heading to the registry office?

Unless she was delighted because she could finally meet him again?

That must be it.

The other night, she had left too impulsively. She must have regretted her decision on second thought but was too ashamed to admit her mistakes.

Perhaps she was making up an excuse to invite him out. Should he speak in a gentler tone when they met later?

After all, he had not had a good meal ever since she moved out.

Alright then, he should buy her cake on the way there.

He purchased a slice of cheesecake before heading over to meet her.

Upon arriving at the registry office, Shaun noticed that Catherine was wearing the long white dress he had bought for her last time beneath a beige coat. The afternoon light that fell upon her perfectly illuminated her fair skin and delicate features.

His sexy thin lips curled into a slight smile.

She had dressed up just to come to the registry office. Did she really want a divorce or was she trying to win back his heart? He was confident he knew the answer.

He walked toward her in big strides, holding the cheesecake in hand. Her eyes sparkled upon seeing him. “Let’s go.”

Then, she turned around and headed into the registry office.


He was at a loss for words.

This was not what he had expected.

“Stand there.”

He frowned. This woman was really insensible. Did she not see the piece of cake he was holding? He had evidently taken an extra step to please her.

“What’s the matter?” She looked over her shoulder, confused.

“What do you think?” He flashed an enigmatic smile. “Catherine, I’ve given you the chance.”

A look of confusion washed over her face. She had no idea what he was talking about.

“Didn’t we agree that we’re getting a divorce? Come on, let’s get it over with. I still need to head back to work later.”

Shaun studied her face closely and noticed the impatience in her eyes. His heart sank instantly. Was she being serious?

Did she really want a divorce? Why?

Rage washed over him like waves as he came to this understanding. “When did I agree to the divorce?”

She appeared shocked. “On the phone call earlier—”

“Did I say the exact words that I’ll come to sign the divorce papers?”

He grabbed her by the chin and flashed an indifferent smile.

“Catherine, who do you think I am? Do you think you can start and end a marriage with me whenever you want? I asked you to stay away from me back then but you kept pestering me into marrying you.

“I remember telling you that our marriage is bound to a three-year contract. If you don’t behave, I’ll not let you go even after ten years.”

Catherine began to feel her chin hurting. Incensed, she shouted back, “You don’t even like me and it seems you’re annoyed by my presence! Being with me will affect you negatively, so why insist on this?”

“Don’t you understand?” Shaun narrowed his eyes as he spoke with intimidation, “You’ve infuriated me. You’re the first woman who ever dares to challenge me. Do you think I’ll let you off so easily?”

She felt like crying, but no tears came out. Were there any pills in the world that could cure remorse?

“What can I do to change your mind?”

“You want a divorce? Sure.” He twitched the corners of his lips into a smile. “Be my personal chef for three years and I’ll accept your request.”

She frowned as a sarcastic grin spread across her face. “The law says that a married couple can request for divorce after living separately for two years. Since you don’t want to divorce me today, I can just keep waiting. Two years will go by in the twinkling of an eye. I have all the time in the world.”

Then, she peeled her hand away from his and turned around to leave.

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