Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 8

deep in thought, Shawn picked her up in his arms. Gale exclaimed and hooked her arms around his neck subconsciously. Realizing that this gesture was too intimate, she quickly let go. Shawn said coldly with an indifferent expression, “You should be glad she wasn’t injured. Jenny, I’ll punish you on behalf of your family! Go back home and think about what you have done for a month! You are grounded!” “Paula!” He said to Paula, “Don’t even think about getting a cent of your living expenses this year!” For Paula, this was the most painful punishment. After she married Shawn’s father, she lived a luxurious life. Even if Shawn’s father died, she could receive an exorbitant living expense from the family fund every month. Shawn cut off her one year’s funding all of a sudden. She was so used to spending money. How can she survive? “No, that’s the money your dad gave me.” “Two years!” “Shawn, y…you…” “Three years!” Shawn always kept to his word. Paula and Jenny’s life was in ruins. After returning to Temperley Hall, the housekeeper saw Gale’s disheveled appearance and asked, “Ms. Gale, you are…” “It’s nothing. It looks bad, but I’m not hurt.” Shawn sat on the sofa and tugged his tie. “You’re not hurt? What’s about the palm of your hand?” Gale was taken aback. It turned out that he had discovered it long ago. “Apart from causing me trouble, what else can you do?” Shawn looked at her with deep eyes. “I punish Paula and Jenny for you. Are you proud?” She quickly waved her hand. “N…No.” He sneered and said, “Gale, no one can touch your face. If it is to be scratched… it will only be done by me in person!” Shawn looked at the fruit knife on the coffee table. Gale shivered a little late. “What are you waiting for? You can’t read the room?” She had to hand him the fruit knife with both hands and defended in a low voice, “I… did nothing wrong today.” “It’s your fault for running around.” Gale bit her lower lip and lowered her gaze. Shawn is her god, and she can only obey his orders. He traced the cold blade on Gale’s cheek. “Gale, look, once you leave me, there are so many people who mess with you.” Shawn gently patted her face with the tip of a knife. “I’m the only one who can torture you.” She closed her eyes tightly, not knowing when Shawn… would raise the knife in his hand. Probably because she had been oppressed for too long, Gale actually refuted him, “Anyone who bullies me, I can resist, I can fight back. However, I can’t resist you!” “Because this is what you owe me!” ‘No, I never