Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 97 Gale replied, “I didn‘t have anything romantic to do with him, and we didn‘t talk about work. It was just meeting a friend.”

“Friend?”

“Yes.” Shawn gritted his teeth. “Okay, stop being friends!” She was shocked. “Shawn you...”

He had already stepped in front of Sam, grabbed his collar, raised his fist, and slammed it down.

Heavy and harsh.

Sam‘s nose started to bleed.

Sam staggered backward before finally finding his footing, barely standing still. “How dare you hit me?” Sam wiped the blood. “Shawn, if you marry her, you should cherish her!”

“Since you know she is my woman, you should die as soon as possible!”

“But you don‘t love her! Why are you torturing her!” Shawn sneered. “This is between her and me. You don‘t get a turn to give us advice!”

me.” Sam‘s eyes were firm.

“You wish.”

again and threw a punch. Sam swayed and started to counterattack with a backhand uppercut. The two quickly circled each other. “Stop fighting!” Gale shouted loudly, “Shawn! Stop it!” Shawn had practiced taekwondo, and he had a black belt. Ordinary people were not his opponents at

received two punches,

strength

this continues, Sam will be

the more panicked Gale shouted, the more ruthless Shawn

on one knee, unable to stand up, and at a complete disadvantage, Gale could not care

centimeter away from her face. Gale clearly

“I won‘t!”

women!” Shawn‘s eyes were cold.

head. “You

“Does it hurt?”

was filled

a feeling

also mixed