Skeletons Of The Marital Closet
Chapter 451

Chapter 451

However, dozens of bodyguards cleared the way. The

head bodyguard held a black umbrella and followed

Shawn and Gale, completely isolating the crowd and the lights.

In this manner, the reporters could not see their faces. They only saw Shawn's black suit trousers and Gale's white skirt swaying gracefully.

An observant bystander shouted...

"Mrs. Wood is holding the Heart of the Deep Sea!"

"What?"

"She held such a precious crown in her hand so casually? Why didn't she pack it in a box?"

The camera captured Gale's hand, seizing the short few seconds, getting all kinds of close-ups.

Gale walked quickly and then got into the car.

The windows were covered with light-blocking film, so it was impossible to see what was happening inside.

The hustle and bustle outside finally cooled off.

Gale lowered her head and looked at the crown in her hand.

The skin on her palm was punctured, but there was no blood, as it was just a small injury.

"I'll give it back to you. Here," she said.

Gale handed over the crown, but Shawn rejected it.

He said slowly, "I say, if you don't want it, you can throw it away."

"Throw it away?!"

"Yes."

"You..." Gale really did not know what to say. "Shawn, you must be sick!"

He suddenly leaned over and trapped her between the car window and his chest.

"Yes, Gale, I'm sick, and it's serious... From the moment I realized that I fell in love with you, I was no longer normal," Shawn said in a deep and magnetic voice. His breath enveloped her.

Gale wanted to push him away, but she could not.

She could only put her hands on his chest. "You are crazy, but I am not crazy! I have always been normal and sober, and I know what I want and what to do!"

"Yeah, you are. After you married me, you have been protecting the child and finding the truth...I was conceited before that I was the only one who is sober in the world. Now it seems that, you are soberer than me," Shawn said self-deprecatingly.

His lips were about to touch her earlobe.

Gale curled up into a ball, feeling oppressed by him, unable to move.

The space in the car was already small... Moreover, Shawn had once done it in this car...

This made Gale a little scared.

She was afraid that he would do that thing again!

Shawn sighed deeply and said, "Gale, I am willing to sink into obsession and clearly see myself getting lost in you. But you want to get away. What should I do? How will I live the rest of my life..." Gale tilted her head and said, "Your world is rich and colorful, and there is no one who will miss me."

"In my world, there is only you missing."

She pressed more forcefully against his chest. "You keep saying you love me, but how many things have you done that show it?"

"I still have a lifetime to prove that I love you."

"Oh, do you really love me? When have you ever loved me?" Gale asked.

Shawn gently and slowly bit her earlobe, making her tremble all over, and her whole body was so weak that she was about to collapse on the seat.

"I also forget when I fell in love with you... At the very beginning, I was unwilling to face it and admit it."

"Gale, at that time when I fell in love, I didn't know that you slept with me in the hotel. I don't even know that you are not the daughter of the man who killed my father. Under such circumstances, I still fell in love with you."

"Now, my love for you is even more...

It cannot be described or expressed in words.

It was not just love, but distress, pity, guilt, and self- blame.

Shawn had so many emotions tied to Gale alone.

Gale's muffled voice came from his arms. "But I don't love you." Like a sharp knife, those short words pierced straight into Shawn's heart.