Skeletons Of The Marital Closet novel Chapter 217

Chapter 217 Shawn sneered. “Are you sure you want me to say it? Instead of you explaining it yourself?” Dean panicked and knelt down with a bang.

He looked so guilty! Shawn raised his foot and stomped toward his chest.” Susan has already admitted, and you are still pretending!” Dean was sent flying from that kick. He fell to the ground and coughed continuously, crawling for a long time, unable to get up.

What? Admitted?

What did Susan admit? Or...what‘s the trick?

Dean clutched his chest, frightened . “Mr. Wood, Susan, she...she...”

Shawn‘s expression was icy as he spat, “I will give you one last chance.”

Dean was shocked.

He had no idea what Susan had admitted.

Was it the false pregnancy miscarriage or that night?

Susan should not be so stupid to confess that night!

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After thinking about it, Dean bowed again and again. “It‘s all my idea, Mr. Wood. Whether it‘s pregnancy or miscarriage, it‘s me who helped Susan and arranged for the hospital!”

“Every time she sees me, she is sullen, thinking that you don‘t like her and that she is insecure. I can‘t bear to see her so sad, so I came up with this method to make you care more about her!”

“Mr. Wood, don‘t blame her. It‘s all my fault! Punish me! Susan is innocent!”

Dean took the blame.

At this moment, he wanted to protect Susan!

Shawn looked down at him condescendingly.

Dean shook his head nervously. “It was because she likes you, Mr. Wood!”

Shawn‘s brows furrowed even tighter.

Dean said, “Mr. Wood, that night, I don‘t know what happened that night! How could I have the ability to let Susan into your hotel room!”

Actually, when Shawn asked this question, Dean understood what he meant.

Susan did not reveal anything about that night.

That was good!

As long as Mr. Wood thought he was sleeping with Susan, they still had hope of making a comeback!

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Therefore, Dean immediately began to shiver.

Shawn stared at him with deep eyes, “Really? If you deceive me again and again, what will happen...”

“Of course!”

“But I think you still have to take responsibility.” The voice fell, and Shawn‘s leather shoes pressed heavily on his fingers. With a little more force, the hard leather soles crushed his bones.