Chapter 909
So, Shawn was just putting on an act!
Winnie thought that she had poisoned and controlled Shawn.
In truth, Shawn was very aware. He was slowly trying to turn the tables! He was trying to save
Nicole!
At that moment, it seemed to be the only plan that could work.
It was just that it hurt Gale.
Fiona slowly sht the door to the study.
Fiona hoped that Shawn and Gale would be able to get past this and properly live together!
Shawn sht his eyes as he leaned back.
He forgot about Natalie.
Thinking about it at that moment, Natalie was just too suspicious!
Winnie had disappeared near Aurum’s home. Natalie probably hid Winnie!
The poison should be from Natlaie as well!
Why was she helping Winnie like that?
Shawn rubbed his temples. Things were developing too far out of his expectations!
However, he needed to cure the poison in Nicole’s body no matter what.
He needed to protect Gale as well.
Those two were his whole world. No harm could come to them!
The next day, Shawn was tidying up his shirt as he walked downstairs.
As he tidied himself, he suddenly stopped when he saw a small figure in the living room.
Was he dreaming?
Was he hallucinating?
That back was clearly Gale’s!
He would recognize it even in death!
“Mr. Wood is here. Mrs. Wood, look,” the housekeeper said.
Gale turned around and looked up at Shawn.
Shawn was taken aback. His expression got heavier.
It really was her.
He never expected to see her the moment he went downstairs.
A massive sense of happiness filled his heart.
However, he could not show it. He maintained his cool and noble exterior.
“Why are you here?” Shawn slowly went down, glancing at her. “Do you need something?”
Gale did not like that attitude of his.
He looked like he just did not care.
If it were not for Nicole, she would not have come over so early in the morning to wait for Shawn!
The housekeeper put a placating expression on when the housekeeper saw their expressions.” Mr. Wood, I asked Mrs. Wood to go up and look for you, but she didn’t want to. She said she didn’t want to disturb your sleep. Look at how much she cares for you.”
Shawn did not say anything. He merely raised an eyebrow.
Gale felt like he was looking very pleased.
Gale immediately explained, “Don’t overthink it. I just don’t want to go into that bedroom.”
“Tell me what you’re here for.” Shawn sat on the sofa, looking at the time. “I have a meeting at eight-thirty.”
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