Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 92

Given how she looked, coupled with her coquettish tone and expression…

To be honest, it‘s quite nauseating.

Shawn hated her even more.

If he had not encountered her that night or promised to marry her, he would not blink twice in the direction of a woman like her.

“Who did this to you?” he asked.

Susan blurted out, “Gale!”

“Her?”

“Looking for me? Is there something?” At this time, Gale came down the stairs and saw Susan‘s appearance. She said in surprise, “Oh, are you role–playing? Or is it a cameo role as a homeless person in a movie?” Susan pointed at her and yelled, “Gale, stop pretending! You should know why I look like this!” “That‘s weird. I haven‘t seen you today. How would I know?”

“It‘s you! You did it!”

Gale was not naive.

just pretend

talking about.” Gale covered her nose. “It smells so bad that it pollutes the

face was crooked with anger. “Don‘t think I don‘t know that you did this. The person threw me in a sack, beat me up, and then threw me into a garbage truck. No one but

fast. Do

But it must be you.

yourself. One shouldn‘t point fingers without evidence. Susan, you can‘t frame

Susan was

her

Susan looked at Shawn. “Mr. Wood, you are so powerful. Quickly send someone to find the evidence so that she has nothing to

explain. I have been working in the company today and stayed with Director Summer in the afternoon. There are witnesses and even evidence

course, she is

is not only my friend but also my boss. There is no reason to accompany me to do

nothing more

fate to a loss. Stomping her feet, she wailed, “Mr. Wood, you have to help me...”

Susan nodded reluctantly.