Skeletons Of The Marital Closet

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Chapter 811

Thankfully, everything was going to end soon!

Shawn said, “Galey, go rest for now. You’ve been busy the whole day. Your body won’t be able to take it.” “How

could I fall asleep?”

The moment she shut her eyes, the image of Nicole in Winnie’s arms appeared.

Nicole looked at her like a stranger.

Nicole calling her a bad lady echoed in Gale’s ears.

Shawn said, “I know what you’re thinking about. We’ll definitely find a way. Nicole will wake up. She just temporarily

lost herself.”

Gale looked down.

She was just too sad. If she was alone, she did not even know what she would do.

So, she returned to Temperley Hall.

Gale said, “You keep on saying there will be a way, so I’ll believe you. Shawn, if Nicole keeps on calling Winnie her

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mother, you’re responsible too!”

Shawn was the one who had brought Winnie over, planting the seeds for everything that happened!

He was the one who had failed to deal with Winnie properly!

Shawn looked at her resolutely. “Galey, I’ll definitely make sure Nicole is given back to you perfectly fine.”

That was his promise.

Shawn’s promises were worth their weight in gold!

He was the president of Wood Group. He could make anything happen with a wave of his hand. If he said he would

do it, then it was definitely possible!

Gale and he looked at each other for a few seconds before Gale averted her gaze. “You put up a grave for me at

the hill?”

“Yes.”

“Let’s go take a look.”

She walked right to the hill, not afraid of the fact that it was late at night.

Shawn followed closely behind her.

Gale slowly walked in front and quickly saw the grave.

Beloved Wife, Gale.’

The words on the gravestone were already starting to blur, and the picture was as well. There was a part that

seemed incredibly smooth.

It was obvious that it had become that way because someone had constantly been touching it.

Gale stood in front of her grave, feeling amused.

The wind was blowing gently, and the leaves could be heard rustling.

There were crickets crying out not far away

She asked softly, “Why did you bury me over here? You know I don’t like Temperley Hall.”

Shawn stood by her side. “I was selfish. I wanted you to stay by my side every day.”

“Were you only selfish for a moment?”

“Galey…”

Shawn’s voice was full of melancholy.

Gale said, “For me to stay here alone. I would be so scared and lonely. Even when I die, you can’t truly respect my

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wishes and bury me somewhere far away.”

“You weren’t lonely, Galey, I came to visit you often,” Shawn answered.

“Often? How often? How many times a week? Once every three days?”

“Every day.”

Gale was stunned as she looked at him.

Every day?

“To be more precise, it was every night.” Shawn bent down and cleared up some weeds in front of the grave in a

practiced manner. “Every night I can’t sleep, I’ll sit here and talk to you. I would stay by your side until the next

day.”

There were some things Gale never knew about.

She quietly listened.

“It doesn’t matter how busy I am. Even when I just came back from overseas, I would be here to keep you

company. Only when I’m standing here would I ever feel at peace. I have so much to tell you. I always want to

share everything I did and saw every day. That way, you’d know what I was up to the whole day. Galey, you’re the

only person in my life. When you left, I was left with just that grave.”

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