Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1960

Let me go, Mr. Hill By Shallow South Chapter 1960

“You may think that way, but Freya doesn’t think the same. She’s making a fuss and asking for a divorce now.”

Rory said in disdain, “But I think she’s just threatening Rodney. It can’t be for real.”

All color drained from Sarah’s face. She made a regretful expression. “It’s all my fault. I shouldn’t have appeared.”

“Take good care of Rodney.” Rory did not say anything else. He turned around and left.

After he left, Sarah limped toward the bedroom with the aid of crutches.

The housekeeper had prepared a small tub of hot water.

“Leave it there. I’ ll wipe Rodney. You can go and rest earlier.” Sarah caressed Rodney’s good- looking face repeatedly. Her eyes were filled with affection.

The housekeeper’s eyes gleamed.

She had been taking care of the place for quite a while. After the incident the day before yesterday, she could tell that Sarah was Rodney’s mistress.

She did not know the details.

However, the housekeeper had seen a lot of similar cases.

Wealthy businessmen often kept mistresses outside.

After a moment of hesitation, she listened to Sarah and left. Before that, she told Sarah, “Call me if you need any help.”

After the door closed, Sarah gazed at the man on the bed. Her lips curved smugly.

Initially, she had been thinking about how she could set Rodney up and get him on her bed.

She was even considering using hypnosis if she had no other choice.

Sarah did not expect that Rory would send Rodney over to her place.

That was an excellent opportunity.

Since her return to Australia, she had been aiming for the position of Young Madam Snow.

Sarah slowly climbed onto the bed and unbuttoned the buttons on Rodney’s shirt one by one. Her voice was very seductive.

Rodney felt like he was having a dream. In the dream, Freya kept calling out to him.

His heart was set on fire.

When he woke up, his head hurt so much like it was about to split.

His stomach did not feel well either. He felt like puking.

He had not drunk that much in so long.

However, after Rodney opened his eyes, he realized he was lying on an unfamiliar bed. There was the scent of a woman enveloping the bed.

Wait, the smell was not that unfamiliar. It was… Sarah’s bed.

Moreover, Rodney only had a pair of pants on. What happened?

Rodney’s head felt as if it had been struck by lightning. He immediately got up but fell to the ground because he was too drunk.

“Rodney, are you okay?” Sarah’s voice came from the side.

Rodney turned his head back while trembling. He saw Sarah in her body-hugging silk pajamas, with her slightly messy hair tumbling down her shoulders. Her s**y curves were on full display.

He looked behind Sarah. It seemed that she had gotten down from the sofa. Did that mean they had not slept together?

Rodney was nearly scared to death.

He quickly stood up with the support of the bed. His clothes were missing, so he could only use the blanket to cover himself awkwardly. “Sarah, I…

Why am I here? Nothing happened… between us… last night, right?”

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