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.

it hadn’t been for that night, if she hadn’t seen the sky lit up with fireworks,

she didn’t

and maybe, as Sullivan said, she’d have to endure others‘ attitudes just for a meager

piece, Megan gently pulled her hand away and began to gather her belongings into

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

silent rage flared within

he had scooped Megan up and, in a few quick strides, tossed her onto the bed, his tall frame pinning her down. His face was close to hers, their eyes locked, their breaths mingling

Can’t you just be honest,

believed that what had happened back then

suddenly found himself aroused. His gaze darkened with desire as he pinched her chin and kissed her, his hand deftly undoing the

beautiful, her skin fair and

two or three times. He kissed her tender neck, pressed her hands to either