Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

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Chapter 651

Shawn said, "Winnie had plastic surgery to look like her, but that woman has a resemblance in spirit. From her body

shape to her temperament, it seems she is standing in front of me alive that day."

"She was wearing a mask and shuttled among the noisy crowd. It's a pity I don't know her name, where she is from,

and whether I can meet her again."

"I can still look Molly up. But she, I just caught a glimpse of her. What can I use to investigate?"

Joe replied, "You are going crazy from missing her. By the way, do you plan to keep Winnie?"

"Yeah"

"She's a bad person."

Shawn replied, "I know, but I want to see that face every day."

"Someday when you get confused and impulsive, you really treat her as..."

"Impossible."

Joe turned his body sideways, turned his back to Shawn, quickly took out the bag of powder Aurum gave him and

poured it into the coffee.

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Joe said, ‘Don't be so sure. I said you liked Gale back then, but you said it was impossible. What happened?"

He stirred quickly and breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he took two cups of coffee and placed one in front of Shawn.

Shawn was not on guard against him, picked it up without hesitation, and took a sip.

"Times have changed. Winnie is not worthy of my love," Shawn replied.

Under the effects of the medicine and the temptation, he maintained his rationality and insisted on not touching

her, let alone under normal circumstances.

After Shawn finished speaking, he glanced at Joe and found that he was looking at him.

Their eyes met, and Joe immediately looked away.

Shawn raised his eyebrows slightly. "You seem to be weird today."

Joe shrugged and said, "No way. I didn't sleep well last night, and you are forcing me to go to the small town again."

"Huh?"

"Give up. Don't collect any more people who are similar to Gale. No matter how similar someone is, she is not her.

No matter how many people you have, no one is her," Joe said.

Shawn pressed his fingers deeply between his brows and closed his eyes.

The office fell silent.

Joe did not leave and looked at Shawn from time to time.

Two minutes passed.

Five minutes passed.

Shawn remained motionless, with his hands still on the bridge of his nose, and his breathing gradually became

even.

"Shawn? Shawn?"

"Hey, can you hear me?"

Joe walked up to Shawn while tentatively asking.

He touched Shawn's hand, and his hand dropped down.

Shawn still closed his eyes.

Aurum, this medicine was awesome.

It worked so fast, and he slept so soundly.

"I'm sorry, Shawn, I'm just helping your daughter..." Joe said, helping Shawn down the lounge.

Inside, there was a private elevator!

Joe carried Shawn into the car, and quickly went to the hospital, using the underground parking lot through the

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back door.

Aurum was already waiting there.

"Hurry up, I'm not sure when he'll wake up. He'll need to come back as soon as the examination is done, I'll wait

here!” Joe said.

"Okay."

Joe walked around anxiously.

It was the first time he had done something like this to Shawn...

However, only he could pull it off!

Shawn would see through it right away if it were someone else before the cup of coffee was served.

Aurum also stood beside him.

"Mr. Winter, calm down."

"How can I calm down? Do you know how much I struggle inside? He is my best friend!"

"It won't do him any harm. Once the effect of the medicine wears, he will wake up and live the same life as before,

without any side effects," Aurum said.

Joe asked, "How long can the medicine last?'

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