Winnie was so pitiful.
"Are you sure that the man you slept with is Shawn? Have you seen his appearance clearly? In the dark, have you seen his face clearly? Winnie, do you want to give it some thought?" Gale asked.
Winnie immediately screamed, "What do you mean!"
Gale was very calm. "Shawn told me that he never touched you."
She believed him.
He was a clean freak, loved cleanliness, and had a strong sense of personal space. Since he was planning against her from the start, it was impossible for him to touch Winnie.
"Didn't touch me? That...then..."
Winnie was completely stunned.
She tried hard to recall every detail in the bedroom at night.
The lights were turned off. It was dark.
There was also a strong man's body, crazy and unrestrained demands, never speaking, penetrating her roughly every time until she passed out...
Gale reminded again, "You bit your tongue and killed yourself just now because some bodyguards wanted to touch you. When they explained to Shawn, you heard it too. Remember what they said?"
"They said... their colleagues touched..."
Winnie remembered it all at once.
Her voice became softer, and her face became paler.
She was about to fall into a state of madness!
She held her stomach firmly with her hand. "That person isn't Shawn? The child I'm carrying isn't Shawn's child either?"
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