Let Me Go, Mr. Hill!

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Let me go, Mr. Hill [By Shallow South] Chapter 2128

“No need.”

Freya had no choice but to put down the test tube and remove her gloves. She picked up her phone and walked to

the open-air garden. “What’s the matter?”

“I heard I was drunk last night, and you were the one who sent me home.” Ryan’s clear, pleasant voice sounded.

Freya heaved a sigh of relief. It seemed like he could not recall what happened last night. Nevertheless, she was a

little disappointed and frustrated. She had trouble sleeping because of that passionate kiss from last night. Yet, he

had completely forgotten about it. He was the one who said that her lips were soft.

Despite that, he could easily forget it. Sure enough, he was g*y.

“Yeah.”

She muttered, “Don’t you remember anything?”

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“I drank too much yesterday.” After pausing for a moment, Ryan added, “I didn’t do anything to you, right?”

“What?” She had a brain cramp for a moment.

“I’m not sure if I was drunk and muddle- headed or it was a dream, but I seemed to have … kissed you…”

“Hahaha. How could that be?” Freya’s head buzzed, and she immediately interrupted him, “It must’ve been a

dream.”

Deep down, she was hoping that he would not recall it. If he did, how was she going to face him?

“Really? Fine. I might’ve overthought things.” Ryan sounded very helpless. “It might’ve been a dream, but the kiss

felt great…”

“Do you think it was a man… or a woman who kissed you?” Freya asked cautiously.

“I think it was a woman.” Ryan laughed. ” Although I can’t remember much after I woke up, the kiss seemed

beautiful.”

“M-Maybe.” On the other end, Freya’s face was burning from embarrassment. Anyhow, they had kissed. If Ryan

remembered that her kiss was terrible, it would come as a blow to her. “As I said, a woman’s kiss is much more

enjoyable than a man’s. Women’s lips are soft, and they smell good. You’d better not go for men anymore and get

as drunk as you did yesterday.”

“….”

Ryan did not answer her. “Your voice sounds strange. Do you have a cold?”

“Yeah. I went to pick you up in the middle of the night and caught a cold… It was all your fault.” She snorted and

blamed him softly.

“I’m sorry. Is it bad? Have you taken any medicine?”

“I’ve taken some medicine, but it doesn’t seem effective. Forget it. I’ll see how I feel in the afternoon,” Freya said

glumly.

“What are the symptoms?” “Just a bit of a sore throat. I’m going to stop here. I need to get to work.”

After hanging up, Freya carried on with her work.

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At noon, she had lunch with Catherine in the canteen. Shortly after she took her seat, her secretary came over with

a takeaway. ” Manager Lynch, someone has sent you lunch.”

Freya opened the lunch pack curiously, only to see chicken soup, salmon salad, and blueberries. There was also mn

for sore throat, as well as anti-inflammatory tablets.

Catherine leaned over to take a look. “Wow. Which caring man sent this over?”

Ryan’s face subconsciously flashed across Freya’s mind. He was the only one who knew that she had caught a cold

and would do such a thing.

If this happened on any other day, she would find him caring.

However, at the thought of the passionate kiss last night, a strange feeling welled up within her. Instinctively, she

could not see this as a form of familial care.

“How considerate of him to send you some light food knowing that you have a cold.” Catherine teased her playfully,

“In fact, our canteen serves light food too. It’s best for you to drink the chicken soup now.”

“It should be… Ryan,” Freya stuttered.

“….”

Catherine immediately had a brain freeze.

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