Skeletons Of The Marital Closet novel Chapter 569

Chapter 569

The good, the bad, the happy, the painful, the angry… It ended with the image of Gale’s deep leap.

She jumped down, taking his baby with her.

Forever.

When he came back to his senses, it was already dawn.

His hair had turned white when he looked in the mirror.

After Peter came to his senses, he asked, “Shawn, do you miss her that much?”

“Uncle, I am willing to sacrifice my life for her and the child to live.”

Peter almost forgot to act surprised. “The child?! She’s pregnant?”

Peter actually knew about this and acted on purpose.

Gale kept it a secret, how could Shawn know?

Who let it spill?

Shawn lowered his eyes deeply, his face ashen ashes. “Yes. There were two deaths…

A head of silver hair, with a few strands hanging down on his forehead, coupled with Shawn’s sad expression at the moment, made him feel even worse.

Everyone who saw Shawn would be stunned, dumbfounded, rubbing his eyes and blinking vigorously, wondering if they were hallucinating.

Why was his hair all white…

However, Shawn had no expression.

Soon, the news spread throughout Sea City…

“Have you heard? After Mrs. Wood jumped into the sea and died, Mr. Wood’s hair turned gray all night!”

“What? His hair was all white?”

“Yes! Many people went to the mourning hall. I’ve seen it with my own eyes!”

“It’s really affectionate, and it’s worth it to be loved by a man like this for a lifetime!”

“Someone as rich and handsome as Mr. Wood!

Shawn had an outstanding temperament and was quite conspicuous in the crowd. Now that he had silver hair, he was even more unique, and he easily became the focus of the crowd.

The tomb was located on the back hill of Temperley Hall.

With a beautiful environment and gentle breeze, Shawn ordered the people to plant flowers all over the mountains and plains.

He squatted in front of the tombstone, sweeping away the dust and dew with his own hands.

“Gale, you will sleep here forever. I can visit you all the time, and I can accompany you day and night.”

“I’m afraid you won’t like being buried in a strange place, and I’m afraid you will be lonely.”

“If you don’t want to see me… then come to me in my dream, and I will come here less to pay homage to you in the future.”

“But Gale, you must not even want to come to my dream.”

Shawn solemnly put down a bouquet of roses.

He insisted on sending roses.

Warm, bright and vibrant.