Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!
Chapter 570

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 570

This was the second time Wesley had gotten stabbed in order to save her.

However, Catherine could only feel guilty about it and could not give him anything else.

"Tsk tsk, is he Freya's lover or yours?" Thomas grinned. "Catherine Jones, it seems you've been fooling around with other men behind my sister's husband's back."

"Thomas Neeson, you beast! I've already called the cops. It's illegal to break into another person's home and hurt others. I'll never forgive you." Catherine had never hated someone as much as she hated Thomas now

"Hehe, go right ahead. My sister's husband is Young Master Hill. He'll definitely help me." Thomas showed a smug and indifferent expression. "After all, I've done things like this tons of times before. He has always helped me time and again."

He kept saying 'my sister's husband', but Shaun was clearly Catherine's husband.

That smug expression made Catherine so angry that her body trembled.

Fortunately, the police rushed in at that moment and quickly arrested Thomas and the others.

Wesley and Freya were swiftly sent to the hospital.

While she was sitting in the ambulance on the way to the hospital, Catherine's phone rang incessantly. They were all calls from the Hill family, including Shaun.

She answered his call and immediately heard his angry roar. "Catherine Jones, did you drive the car out so late at night to die? You even dared to crash into the gate of the manor. I'm telling you, if anything happens to my children, I'll take your life."

"Shaun, so you still remember that you have children, huh?"

Catherine could not hold back and screamed at the man, "Why did I go out? It's because Thomas Neeson broke into my best friend's house and assaulted her. It's all your fault. It's because of you that the scumbag has become more arrogant and immoral. Shaun Hill, I hate you. I really hate you!"

After venting out her emotions, her tears fell like a broken pearl necklace.

She covered her face and burst into tears.

Wesley, who was lying weakly on the stretcher, gripped her hand with eyes full of worry.

Catherine hung up the phone and let her cries echo in the ambulance.

She had never been more regretful than today.

She should never have been soft-hearted with that man. She should never have been moved by him.

It was that man's indulgence that hurt Freya, Wesley, and Charity.

If she were not pregnant, she would have done everything to stab that scumbag, Thomas.

Late at night in the hospital.

After 40 minutes in the ER, the doctor came out. "The female patient wasn't completely assaulted but she still suffered injuries in many places. She has a concussion, and as she was drugged, it may take more than ten hours for her to regain consciousness."

Catherine finally breathed a sigh of relief. Thank God... Thank God Thomas did not manage to have his way with Freya. Otherwise, she did not know how Freya would face this painful blow.

"What about the male patient?" she asked hastily.

"The knife was stabbed into his arm, and the problem is that it injured the ligaments around the stab wound. He needs to be operated on. After the operation, his arm needs to be fixed in a cast for a month. It'll take at least six months to heal completely."

"Please operate on him immediately."

Catherine paid the money and accompanied Freya back to the ward.

Freya was still unconscious. Her beautiful face was red and swollen, while her lips were split.

Soon, the police also came to collect evidence of the victim's injury.

When Catherine was done giving her statement, it was already 2:00 a.m.

She was so busy and tired that her head was pounding.

She could not stand straight anymore, so she sat down on a chair to rest.

A shadow fell upon her, and Shaun was suddenly standing in front of her. His eyes were so dark like the night sky outside.

He looked down at her from above.

In his mind, the words, 'I hate you. I really hate you' echoed.