Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

Shawn wrapped his arms around Gale's waist, led her into the office, and ordered sternly, "No one is allowed in without my permission!"

Fiona replied, "Yes, Sir."

She glanced at Gale secretly and found that she did not make a sound or resist and was at the mercy of Shawn.

Fiona closed the door gently and stood guard at the door.

Shawn's face was extremely gloomy. He walked to the sofa, pressed Gale's shoulders and asked her to sit down.

Then he said, "Take it off yourself, or I will."

Only then did Gale return to her senses and look up at him. "Take off? Take off what?"

"Clothes. If you can show Aurum, why can't you show me?" Shawn met her gaze.

Gale raised her hand and touched her waist.

"Shawn, don't make trouble out of nothing for no reason. I'm not that kind of woman, and Aurum won't do anything beyond that!" She frowned.

His tone was cold and firm. "Can you take it off?"

Gale's stubborn temper also came up. "Just, no!"

held her head up

went straight to grab the hem of her dress

rubbing against

Shawn's callused fingertips were already holding her

you show it to other

moved up and landed on her heart-shaped

I have seen,

in love,

was where Gale was very

He always remembered.

you? How dare you? You can't let me love you. I'm not allowed to touch a hair of yours, and you treat me like this... Galey, you hurt me so

pressed hard on

kept wiping her waist with his fingertips, back and forth,

it clean, wipe

that Aurum had not touched it

you hurt

she cried out in pain several times,

looked disheveled at this

and it hung loosely around Gale's waist. From Shawn's