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!” 

was not

just pretend to be

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

The person threw me in a sack, beat me up, and

you

it must be you.

no evidence. You said it yourself. One shouldn‘t point fingers without evidence.

To deal with Susan was to be shameless and fight her

her was useless.

Shawn. “Mr. Wood, you are so powerful. Quickly send

lips in silence. Gale replied, “I can explain. I have been working in the company today and stayed with Director Summer in the afternoon.

this together. Of course, she is going to

my boss. There is no reason to accompany me

had nothing more to

fate to a loss. Stomping her feet, she wailed, “Mr. Wood, you have to help me...” Shawn said perfunctorily, “I see. You‘re

Susan nodded reluctantly. 

her best to hold back her smile, not to

it felt good. “Childish.” Shawn glanced at her and

talking about being