Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 9

“Are you deaf? I just said I’m marrying someone I like.” “Oh, you… like me?” Can she understand that? After two years of torture, does he have feelings for her? Shawn pursed her lips coldly and said, “Gale, you look down on yourself too much!” “I’m afraid you will fall in love with me.” Gale lowered her head and twisted her fingers. “It’s inevitable that two people have been together for a long time will…” Shawn raised his chin deeply and said, “Heh. Do you think I’ll touch you? Keep dreaming!” Even if all the women in the world were dead, even if she were naked and standing in front of him, he would not take a second look! Gale’s head lowered. It seemed that she was too ashamed, but in fact… a slyness flashed in her eyes. Gale said that on purpose to make Shawn not want to touch a single strand of her hair in the future! So she would be safe. When confronting Shawn head-on, she had no choice but to outsmart him. Shawn said in a low and powerful voice, “Grandpa, there is no need for you to worry about it. Just enjoy your retirement. I will bring the Wood family to its peak.” “Are you saying you will not divorce her?” “Divorce is all up to me!” “You vixen!” Seeing Shawn’s resolute attitude, Grandfather Wood’s anger moved toward Gale. “You killed my son, and now my grandson is seduced by you… Our Wood family must owe you in the past life!” Paula deliberately fanned the flames, “Grandpa, if you have something to say, just say it, don’t use violence…” “I have to kill this fox of a woman!” Grandfather Wood held his cane and waved it toward Gale. If he hit her, she would definitely be bruised for several days. A cane came down on Gale Gale blinked her eyes within a blink of an eye! She suddenly screamed and hid behind Shawn. “Ahh! My dear, save me!” Shawn was speechless. She can act! “My dear, I’m so scared.” She pressed herself against his back and said pitifully, “You will be sad if I had gotten hurt, right?” Grandfather Wood waved his cane again and again. “Look, there it is! That’s how she seduced you!” Gale kept holding Shawn in front of her, and the old man tried several times but could not beat her. In the end, he simply smacked Shawn’s back with a cane. “All you do is go for beautiful girls! How useless!” Shawn was hit… Gale had not seen this coming. Her face turned pale, as if she had lost. She’s finished! Shawn gave her a cold glance. “Thanks a lot, Gale!” “I…” The phone rang suddenly. Shawn looked deeply at the caller ID and answered, “What’s the matter?” “Mr. Wood, I found the woman who broke into your room that night!” “Where?” “Sea City Mental Hospital!” How could it be… That’s where Gale stayed for the last two years? Shawn held the phone and looked sideways at Gale. His eyes were too and fierce, and Gale tilted his head to avoid his burning gaze. Shawn turned around and walked out, not forgetting to grab Gale’s wrist. “Let’s go!” There was a cracking sound from behind, mixed with Grandfather Wood’s curses. Shawn jumped into the car, and Gale was about to sit in when he stepped on the gas pedal and flew away. Well… She was not deserving of riding in his car and had to walk. Her own legs were always the most reliable form of transport. The Wood family home was close to the suburbs with very little traffic. It was late at night, and Gale was a little flustered. However, she soon discovered a ‘business opportunity’. Waste recycling. It was a high-end villa area. The trash cans were full of empty mineral water bottles and cardboard boxes. She had an idea to collect them and take them to the junk station. At least they could be sold for dozens of dollars! Gale rolled up her sleeves and started to work. She collected trash all the way home. When she was about to arrive at Temperley Hall, she found a waste recycling shop nearby and sold it for some money. She went home happily and found that Shawn had not returned. Strange…where was he? … The rumbling sound of the sports car cut through the night sky, and finally stopped in the mental hospital. “Shawn!” Shawn stepped down with long legs and yelled, “Where is he?” “In the dean’s office.” He kicked the door open and looked inside with burning eyes. There was a fat old man in his fifties kneeling on the ground, his nose and face bruised from being beaten. The dean stood in awe. A young woman stood beside the dean, with bright makeup, looking like a cheesy, foxy Internet celebrity. Shawn said lightly, “…It’s