Twisted Marriage: Secret Loves (Gale and Shawn)
Skeletons Of The Marital Closet By Wen Tang Tang Chapter 585

Chapter 585

Shawn snorted deeply, and his expression became stern. “How do youknow that I will be in a good mood? Instead, I hate you so muchbecause you have a face similar to hers. I just want to scratch it anddestroy it?"

“After all, my Gale is unique. No one can be her, and no one canreplace her,

including you!”

“Why do you have a face similar to hers? Huh?"

Winnie did not expect him to say that. Her face turned pale in aninstant, and she covered her face. “No, Mr. Wood, don't scratch myface...”

“Then get out!”

Winnie scrambled and crawled out of the master bedroom.

Shawn, who had been gentle and considerate to her before, suddenlyturned his back on her, so heartless and terrifying!

In the master bedroom, the silence was restored.

The cigarette in Shawn's hand also burned out, burning his fingers.He looked tired.

“It doesn’t look like her anymore..."

“Shawn, you are so st*pid.”

“Why do you think she’s back?"

“It's been four years, and you have never dreamed of her. I would likeyou in my

dreams.”

“No matter how much you deceive yourself, you know Winnie is justWinnie.”

Thinking of the excitement and uncontrollable emotion when he metWinnie in the banquet hall, Shawn could only pull his lips with a wrysmile.

At that moment, he really thought that Gale was back, standing right infront of him, within reach of his hand.

Just for that moment.

Soon Shawn understood that it was not Gale.

It was just that he did not want to face the fact, let alone wake up. Thatwas why he

brought Winnie back to the house.

Since it was not his Gale... he let her go.

“Gale...”

Shawn murmured the name all night long.

Although he closed his eyes, he was wide awake as he just sat on thesofa until

dawn.

Light shone through the curtains on Shawn's high and straight nose.As time passed, the light dazzled his eyes.

Shawn got up and walked into the bathroom.

Another night, and finally made it through.

For him, the night was the most difficult and longest time, the long nightwas lonely.

After taking a shower, sh*ving his beard, and putting on a new shirt andsuit, Shawn regained his calm and dignified appearance.

He had just reached the stairs when Summer ran into the living room.“Summer?” The housekeeper saw her and quickly said hello. “Why didyou come to Temperley Hall today? Are you here to pay homage toGale?”

“No, today is not the day. Where are you? Why did you disappear?”Summer looked

around.

“Summer, who are you looking for?”

“Didn’t Shawn bring a woman back last night? Where is she? No...”Summer's eyes widened.

Upstairs? In the bedroom?

What would happen when a lonely man and a single woman slept inthe same room?

The housekeeper nodded. “Yes, Mr. Wood brought Ms. Nightingalehome. She is in the kitchen now.”

“Ms. Nightingale? Kitchen?”