Skeletons Of The Marital Closet
Chapter 252

Chapter 252 The front desk was stunned when Shawn appeared at the entrance of the company.

"M...Mr..."

He still had that blue shirt on, which was stained with blood. He had a bandage on his hand, and his expression was incredibly dark. He looked like... He had just killed someone.

"Mr. Wood!" Fiona hurried over in a panic. "You... Ah, this b-blood."

Shawn looked at her coldly.

He went back to the president's office and got a change of clothes from the lounge. After that, he went right to work.

Fiona said, "Mr. Wood, your hand... You should rest. You can dictate, and I'll help you write everything down."

Shawn said calmly, "It's not broken. I'm not a cripple."

"Oh... Mr. Wood, you have such a good mentality."

If a normal person got hurt like that, they would already be considered quite strong if they were not crying their hearts out.

"It's because this was in exchange for her safety. It was

worth it." Shawn opened his palm.

Fiona did not understand, but she did not ask any further.

However, Fiona knew that the woman being referred to was probably Gale.

"Call Joe here."

"Yes."

Joe had already been struggling to hold back. The moment Fiona notified him, he quickly took the elevator to the top floor. "Shawn, you're looking for me? Are you planning on staying in the hospital for the next few days?" Joe asked. "No, I'll be at the office as usual. I'll only be at the hospital if I'm free." "You're not planning on keeping Gale company?" Shawn paused for a moment before answering, "She'll only feel annoyed looking at me." It was better for him not to go there that frequently. At least he would not be an eyesore. "Tragic, how tragic. Shawn, if only you knew this would happen, then you wouldn't have done everything you did in the past," Joe said while crossing his arms. Shawn signed a document in frustration. Joe continued, "Look at your hand. What happened? It's

completely wrapped up. It looks like you must have been hurt quite badly."

"Shut up."

"I refuse. The wound on this hand is still visible. What about the wounds in your heart? Who knows about them? Who cares about them? You'd better deal with them slowly by yourself." After knowing each other for so many years, Joe naturally understood how Shawn was.

He loved to talk about things that other people would not dare to. The more he hit on the points that hurt Shawn, the more Shawn would remember them. "I told you before this. If you like her, you like her. If you love her, you love her. It's normal for a man to fall in love with a woman. What's there to be embarrassed about? In the end, you insisted on..." Joe sighed.

"I got rid of her child because I wanted a fresh start with her."

"That's her life. How do you think it would start?"

Shawn rebutted, "Then am I supposed to just accept that bastard child?"

"Oh, that's where you do not understand things. You can go investigate. Use all of your connections and networks to look into who that child belonged to. You could even slander the man and paint him in a bad light so Gale

would give up. She might even willingly abort the child. Yet, you chose the worst option."

"I don't have the patience."

"And what are you going to do with this current situation?

Shawn rubbed his forehead. "I'll deal with things as they come."

After a few moments of silence, Shawn asked again, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Yo, you've finally realized that I'm a worthy strategist?" Joe's tail started to wag.

Shawn let out a mocking laugh. "If you're so good with girls, why haven't you settled Summer yet?"

"What does she have to do with anything?!"

"You don't want her? She's constantly going against me. If it weren't for you, I'd have already chased her out of Sea City!" Shawn asked.

Joe coughed. "We're going off-topic. Let's talk about you and Gale first."