"What's so hard about providing an example? Could she have hurt your ex-girlfriend or something?" Catherine could not help but tease Shaun.
Shaun's body jerked. He turned around and glowered a t Catherine. "Stop overthinking, can you? You just had to pick an argument with me over a woman you don't even know, huh? What's the point?" 2
"Am I arguing with you?" Catherine wore a smile despite exuding a strong sense of coldness. "I'm trying to have a reasonable conversation with you, but you're the one who's not answering my questions." 1
"I’m not interested in arguing with you. I'm hungry. I want to eat something.” Shaun walked to the door.
"Can you answer my last question? Are the three of you trying to trick and cheat me?" Catherine enunciated her every word while she stared at his back.
Shaun looked back again and narrowed his deep-set eyes that were now filled with anger. "How many times do I have to repeat myself? Charity's words cannot be trusted. Clearly, she's trying to tear us apart. Stop asking nonsensical questions, or I'm going to lose faith in you."
Catherine felt helpless in the face of Shaun's criticism.
She did not mean to doubt it. However, Catherina could not forget the sympathetic look Charity gave her after she caught sight of Shelley. "Alright. Let's stop arguing over Charity. Ask Shelley to leave and get another carer, then. I don’t like her."
Shaun curled his lips. "You've been saying so much and pulling a long face the whole night just because you can't stand Shelley and have no faith in me? You should've said so. Isn't it tiring to beat around the bush?"
Catherine shook.
It had been a while since she heard cruel remarks from him. It was probably because he had been pampering her these days.
Those remarks felt like a slap on her face.
"If you insist on thinking of me this way, there's nothing I can do. Anyway, I can't coexist with Shelley i n the house." Catherine said bluntly, "Shelley isn't the only carer in the hospital. There are other carers too."
Smash.
A glass suddenly dropped at the door.
The two of them turned their eyes in that direction, wondering when Shelley had come. Her face was pale, her eyes were red, and there was milk spilled all over
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