"Cathy..."
Amid Catherine's confusion, Shaun walked up to her and wrapped her around his arms. He then stretched out this hand to press her long, frizzy hair.
Only when she caught a whiff of his uniquely crisp scent did it dawn on her that Shaun had actually come to Melbourne.
"Young Master Hill was already at the gate at 6:30 in the morning." Mr. Lynch explained with a smile, "He probably flew here overnight. He really... can’t bear to part with you even for a day."
With an elder staring her this way, Catherine blushed and promptly pushed Shaun away.
Shaun's face turned cold.
They had just met each other, yet she could not wait to push him away. Was it because she felt that he was not as good as that handsome young guy?
"Why are you here all of a sudden?" Catherine raised her head. When she saw the bags under his eyes, she frowned. "Look at your dark circles. You didn’t sleep last night, huh?"
Shaun’s brows sank. He did not notice the dark circles under his eyes, but her words shattered him. As such,
he pulled a long face and kept quiet.
"You guys can have a chat. I'm going out for a jog." With his hands behind his back, Mr. Lynch left the house to avoid being the third wheel.
"Miss Jones, would you like to have breakfast?" the housekeeper asked with a smile.
"Sure. Thank you." Catherine nodded.
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