Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Chapter 11

widened. “What? Impossible! Mr. Wood himself said he wanted to marry me! If you don’t believe me, go ask him!” “Mr. Wood is still sleeping.” Susan immediately rushed upstairs. She had to seize the opportunity, and she would eradicate whoever got in her way! The housekeeper hurriedly chased after her, yelling, “Strangers are not allowed to go to the second floor!” Susan did not care. She stormed toward the master bedroom aggressively. Gale was woken up by the footsteps. When she opened his eyes, she saw Susan’s face before her. “It’s you?” Susan looked at her. “I just thought you looked familiar.” “Susan?” Gale also looked strange. She has met Susan several times in the mental hospital. The dean’s daughter was not well educated and liked fashion and beauty. She was the kind of person who likes to act rich but actually isn’t. At the very least, Jenny Timothy is still the daughter of a wealthy family. Susan asked, “Why do you sleep on the ground? I see. Mr. Wood asked you to watch the door, right? You suffered a lot when you were in the mental hospital” The housekeeper chased after him and explained, “This is our mistress.” “What!? Y…you…” Susan was shocked. Gale actually married President Wood?! Dad told her that the woman Shawn slept with was Gale, but since Mr. Wood found Susan, it showed that he did not know that the person that night was Gale! So he put one and one together and thought they could continue to pretend and keep up the lie! However, Gale had become Mrs. Wood! How could that be? “Are you okay?” Gale said softly, “Shawn was sleeping inside. He would be angry if we disturbed his sleep, and we would go hungry for the day.” Susan gritted her teeth and calmed down. No matter what, she will stubbornly pretend to be the woman that night. Gale better not try to take her place! Susan replied, “I’m looking for Shawn. I didn’t think I would run into his watchdog. Get out of the way, I want to go in.” Gale raised his eyebrows and answered, “Well, at least I am watching my own house. If you want to use that analogy, you’ve just broken into a private home early in the morning and barked loudly. That just makes you at most a wild dog that hasn’t been vaccinated.” “You dare scold me?” “I didn’t say you must be one, but I can’t