Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

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Chapter 558

There were signs of Alzheimer’s disease!

Peter’s words were not as aggressive as Summer’s.

“Mr. Wood, she is dead. It’s meaningless to have a grand funeral or tens of thousands of condolences. I just hope that Gale can sleep peacefully. From now on, every year

during her death anniversary…” Peter said.

Gale’s father could not go on, and his voice was choked with sobs.

Shawn said in a low voice, “Father–in–law, I plan to bury Gale… in Temperley Hall.”

“What?”

“There is an open space in the back mountain, which is just right.” When you miss her, you can go there anytime.”

Peter was a little shocked.

Unexpectedly… he actually buried her in her prison?

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Shawn wanted to be with Gale all the time, day and night!

“Father–in–law, in the future… I will take care of you instead of Gale and provide for your retirement. This is my wish and my responsibility. I hope you don’t refuse,” Shawn

said again.

“I’m alone. I’m pretty good. I don’t need anything.”

“I will, so Gale can rest assured.”

Peter’s lips moved, and in the end, without saying anything, he silently walked to Summer’s side.

Shawn was still standing straight, right in the middle.

At this time, Sam came over.

Looking at Gale’s photos, his eyes were filled with dismay, and he offered the paper flowers he had prepared.

Peter looked at him. “You’re here.”

“Uncle.”

Peter nodded. “Good boy. You and Gale are destined for each other, after all. There will be no chance.”

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With tears in Sam’s eyes, he tightly held Peter’s hand. “Uncle, you must be strong. If you need anything in the future, just tell me, and I will replace Gale to take care of you.”

Peter shook his head. “I don’t need anything. I am the only one left at home, empty, alas…” A gust of wind blew, and his white hair swayed in the wind, making it more

obvious. Shawn took a deep look at Sam.

He was the son–in–law of the Warm family and Gale’s husband, but in Peter’s heart,

Sam was more important!

What did that matter?

Gale was dead.

There was no need to worry about it.

Shawn just wanted to do what he was supposed to do and fulfill his responsibilities.

“Shawn, why do you still have the face to stand in the mourning hall and in front of Uncle Peter?” Sam turned to look at him. “The Warm family was broken because of you,

and you can’t make up for the damage. Now, Wendy and Gale died in front of you one after another!”

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Shawn lowered his eyes and said, “Leave after you finish your condolences, don’t make trouble here, or you will disturb her.”

Sam sneered. “Trouble? Did I say something wrong? Yes, you didn’t directly kill Auntie and Gale, but if you think about it carefully, they both died because of you!”

“Shawn, you should live in pain and regret your whole life. You should never be able to love and see the people you care about the most leave you one by one!”

“The more you care about something, the less you will get!”

“Yes, you are high above the sky. You hold all the power and power. I wish you could stand on the highest uninhabited peak and enjoy the loneliness of being so high

alone!”

No matter what Sam said, Shawn’s expression remained the same. It was faint, with

no joy or anger.

In the past, whoever dared to be so presumptuous in front of him would have ended badly!

“Are you done? You blocked the people behind from coming to mourn her.”

Sam snorted. “When I think about the painful days you would have, I feel happy!

Shawn, you deserve it!”

After finishing, Sam left.

The people behind him happened to be Aurum and Natalie.

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