Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 4

“Yeah, my family business tanked, and you throw me a hundred grand a month” Megan said, the bitterness seeping through her words.” But every time I take that check, I feel like… like some cheap hooket; the money was just a token of charity after someone’s had their fun!

Sullivan cut her off, his tone icy. “Is that what you think?“.

He gently but firmly grasped her chin, “What kind of prostitute is that–you don’t even know how to please a man, only capable of whimpering like a kitten! You want a divorce? What kind of life will you live without me?”

Megan winced as he squeezed too hard, raising her hand to push him away.

In a flash, Sullivan caught her wrist, his eyes drilling into hers as he pointed to her bare ring finger, “Where’s your wedding ring?”

“I sold it!” Megan’s voice was tinged with despair, “Sullivan, let’s just get a divorcel

It took all her strength to utter those words.

man she had loved for six years, but if it hadn’t been for that night, if she hadn’t seen

and she didn’t want to be with

said, she’d have to endure others‘ attitudes just for

her piece, Megan gently pulled her hand away and began

face twisted with anger watching her frail silhouette. He had never imagined Megan would rebel like this, determined to divorce

flared

had scooped Megan up and, in a few quick strides, tossed her onto the bed, his tall frame pinning her down. His

he whispered dangerously into her ear, “You are bringing up divorce because of Cressida, aren’t you? Can’t you just be honest, Megan? Mrs. Lowry was what you wanted all along, wasn’t

believed that what had happened

their bodies, or perhaps it was her soft and frail posture, but either way, Sullivan suddenly found himself aroused. His gaze darkened with desire as he pinched her chin and kissed her, his hand deftly undoing the silk of

skin fair and tender.

absolutely couldn’t stop after just two or three times. He kissed her tender neck,