Skeletons Of The Marital Closet By Wen Tang Tang Chapter 487


    Chapter 487


    Peter felt that it no longer mattered whether he lived or not, but he only hoped that Gale could live a


    new life as soon as possible!


    Meanwhile, Shawn stood upright, staring at the doctor. “How is she? Is there something wrong?”


    The moment she fell, his heart almost stopped beating!


    She cannot have an ident!


    “So far… nothing unusual has been found. I think she fell conscious because of her change of emotion.


    Just sleep and avoid excessive mood swings.” The doctor examined carefully.


    “How long will she sleep for?”


    “About three hours. I’ll prescribe some glucose.”


    Shawn sat down beside the hospital bed, tightly holding Gale’s hand.


    She was getting further and further away from him.


    He could only be so close to her and hold her when she was asleep.


    Shawn could even imagine how ruthless and hateful Gale was when she opened her eyes and looked


    at


    him!


    “I didn’t kill her, nor did I anger her. I also swore the oath she made me swear, but she…”


    Shawn’s Adam apple rolled. “Thest person she saw before she died was me.”


    Wendy died in front of him.


    Shawn was the only witness.


    The conversation between him and Wendy was now only known to him.


    There were no witnesses.


    No one would believe him.


    “Gale, what do I have to do for you to trust me? I promise in front of my mother–inw that I will protect


    you for the rest of my life. Otherwise, I will never be reborn.”


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    God really yed a big joke on him.


    He could only ept the arrangement.


    The distance between him and Gale was far enough before. They had… the hatred between the two


    families, the dead child, and now the death of Wendy.


    Shawn thought deeply, ‘Do I really not deserve love?‘


    He just watched over Gale quietly.


    When it was getting dark, Gale woke up slowly.


    She opened her eyes, looked at the scene in front of her, was in a trance for a moment, and blurted


    out,


    Where is this…”


    “Gale.” Shawn’s voice sounded beside her ears. “This is a hospital, you slept all afternoon.”


    Gale blinked very slowly, her eyshes like a small fan.


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    She remained silent, and Shawn was a little uneasy. “Gale?”


    Gale nced at him sideways and got up by supporting the bed.


    She was calm, and she did not have any expression. Her movements were a little slow but not sloppy.


    Shawn was even more flustered.


    “Where are you going? You need to stay in bed.” He held her wrist.


    Gale withdrew her hand and replied calmly, “I’m going to attend my mother’s funeral.”


    She walked out.


    There was no hoarseness like before, no quarrel, no hitting, no words of me.


    Gale was really like a walking dead.


    “Gale!” Shawn took a big step and stopped in front of her. “Don’t do this. You can cry, hit me, vent…


    don’t


    hold back!”


    He could not bear her like this. It hurt him too much.


    It was only now that Shawn realized that when a person is in extreme grief, they remain calm.


    He was very afraid of Gale, who was so quiet.


    Gale asked gently, “I’m powerless. Can I bring my mother back to life?”


    She bypassed Shawn and continued walking outside without looking at Shawn.


    She could not be too sad, could not be immersed in pain, and extricate herself.


    It was because she still had to take care of the child in her stomach.


    The mother had already left, and the child could not have any more idents.