Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 4

piercingly. “Did you hear that?” “Do you hear him? Hurry up!” Jenny pretended to be a fox and a tiger. In front of Shawn, she was not qualified to say no. Gale responded, “Okay.” She brought a clean rag, knelt on the ground, and carefully wiped Jenny’s shoes. The marble floor tiles reflected her embarrassed appearance. Jenny smiled complacently. Looking at Gale’s hunched back, Shawn snorted coldly, full of anger in his heart. So would die to be Mrs. Wood! Is it that bad to marry him? Even if she felt wronged, she could only suffer! Shawn walked past her, and the leather shoes deliberately stepped on her rag, crushing her fingertips. Gale kept her hand there, letting him step on it, hoping this would calm him down. “Shawn, are you really married?” Jenny chased after him like a dog. “You promised Uncle Wood to marry me…” Paula was the one who instigated his father to arrange this marriage for him because Paula and Jenny had a good relationship. Last night… Paula had actually planned for Jenny to climb onto his bed, but it failed! Shawn had no feelings for her at all. Shawn was too lazy to pay attention to her. “Yes, I promised my father. You can go to him for your complaints.” Jenny had no words. He was trying to get rid of her! “Also, you are not qualified to point fingers at my employees.” Jenny stomped her feet in anger. In Shawn’s heart, she was not as good as the cleaner just now! The elevator for the president closed, cutting Jenny off from him. … It was raining heavily after office hours, which increased Gale’s workload. After she finished cleaning, she was so tired that she could not straighten her back. Shawn was very pompous, Fiona held an umbrella for him, and the driver opened the door for him. He and she were not from the same world. He glanced at Gale and whispered something to Fiona. Fiona came over, coughed, and said, “Mrs. Gale, Mr. Wood… asked you to walk home.” It was a half an hour drive home. It was raining so hard, and Gale had no umbrella with her. If she just walked back… she would catch a cold and have a fever. “Okay.” She nodded. Faced with Gale’s indifference, Fiona could not help but say, “Actually, I think, Mrs. Gale, you can show weakness appropriately and beg President Wood for mercy.” She just smiled. Blindly showing weakness would not get Shawn’s sympathy. He just wanted to see her as miserable as possible. Gale put the canvas bag on his head and rushed into the rain. Temperley Hall. Shawn stood on the balcony, looking at Gale in the heavy rain. Her clothes were wet, and they outlined the curves of her beautiful figure. They were exquisite and delicate, and the underwear inside was faintly visible. His eyes dimmed. This woman did it on purpose! The more he looked, the angrier he became. Shawn grabbed his coat and went downstairs. Just as Gale rushed under the eaves, Paula just came out of it, and the two collided head-on. “Hey, you almost hurt me!” Paula glared at her and yelled, “A newcomer!