Catherine Jones and Shaun Hill
Chapter 840

Let me go, Mr. Hill [by Shallow South] Chapter 840

Freya shook her head. "I don't want to go out. I've been eating out every day recently, and my stomach isn't feeling well, so I want to eat in. You can cook for me."

"What?" Rodney thought he was deaf.

"You don't want to? If you don't want to, then forget it. I thought we could take this meal to talk about it..."

"I... I'll do it. I'll do it."

Rodney bit the bullet and chased after her.

He never thought there would come a day where he had to listen to Freya's whims.

After going upstairs, Freya threw herself on the sofa. Then, she tore open the snacks on the table and started to eat. "Hurry up and cook. If it's bad, then there's no chance to talk. Also, don't even think of asking someone for help. I'm the kind of person who likes sincerity."

Rodney opened the refrigerator with a grim face. There were many things inside, but they were only

yogurt, milk, fruit, and cheese. There were no cooking ingredients. After searching for a long time, he found three steaks, sashimi, and some frozen shrimp in the freezer.

He looked at the date. They would expire in two days.

He silently looked at the woman outside and could tell what kind of woman she was. She was definitely not a virtuous woman, and no one wanted a woman like that.

Freya came in after eating a pack of potato chips and saw him defrosting the steak.

She had cooked it once before when she just bought it. However, since the steak was not marinated, it tasted particularly bad. The insides were raw too.

"You're making steak? That's hard to cook." Out of the goodness of her heart, Freya reminded him, "Why don't you go downstairs and buy some vegetables to cook a few home dishes?" "No need." Rodney gave her a deadpan look.

His expression made Freya think of her dog in Melbourne.

Then, she turned around and video-called her mother. "Mom, where's Milo? I saw a guy who

looked like Milo and suddenly missed her."

"What man?" Her mother laughed as she quickly brought over a fluffy brown puppy. "He must look quite strange if he looks like our little Milo. Milo is a dog."

"It's not strange. He's just like a girl."

"Oh, are you talking about those effeminate men? Silly daughter, if you're looking for a boyfriend, you should look for the masculine ones. Don't keep staying single. You should start dating." In the kitchen, Rodney hated himself for having good hearing.

She saw a man who looked like a dog? That man was like a girl?

He was effeminate?

Rodney was 100% sure that Freya was talking about him.

This was simply an insult to him.

He tightened his grip on the kitchen knife and took a deep breath. He had to endure it.

After chatting with her mom for more than 40 minutes, a fragrant smell came from the kitchen, and she hung up the video call.

Before long, Rodney came out with plates of steak, sashimi, and fried... tempura. She was dumbfounded.

"Holy sh*t. You can actually cook?"

Her eyes widened as if she had seen a ghost.