Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 13

what Gale has experienced in the past two years.” “Yes, Mr. Carson.” When Gale arrived at the Warm Group late, she heard Fiona say, “Mrs. Gale, you finally showed up, and Mr. Wood is looking for you!” “I’ll go in right away.” In the president’s office, Shawn leaned back lazily on the back of the chair and kept looking at her. Gale felt uncomfortable by his gaze. “Is something wrong…” “Undress.” She was startled and said, “Wait… what?” “Do you want me to repeat myself? Or, do I take it off myself?” Not sure what he was going to do, Gale bit her lip, unbuttoned her clothes, and slowly took off her shirt. “Turn around.” She did so. On her soft, tender back, a long scar snaked from her shoulders to her waist, looking rather frightening. Gale trembled involuntarily, and thin goose bumps appeared on her skin. “You choose to suffer?” Shawn came over and put his fingers on her wound, feeling the thin calluses. “You don’t know what is good for you?” “The upright can be killed, but not insulted.” He sneered, “Really strong-willed. You can survive this time, but what about next?” Gale replied, “Shawn, rather than abusing my body, you actually want to put my self-esteem and pride under your feet…” “That’s right! Mental torture is torture!” His fingertips sank into the freshly scabbed wound, causing Gale to shudder in pain. Shawn warned, “Don’t provoke Susan, or you will suffer her punishment at her will. Did you hear me!” “Heard it.” There was a knock at the door, “Mr. Wood, the client you asked about has arrived.” “Enter.” He grabbed his clothes and threw them on Gale’s face. “Go in and get dressed.” She hurried into the lounge. The lounge was a private place connected to the office. It was very private and had everything. Gale looked