Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 7

Megan grasped the car door then slowly let it go.

The atmosphere inside the car was stilling.

Sullivan had just returned from a business trip and had made a detour to the Lowry Mansion. He was visibly tired. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other rubbing his forehead, he spoke with impatience, “How much longer am you going to keep this up?”

By now, he merely thought it all was a tantrum

Megan feli a chill in her heart. Sitting up straight, she stared ahead and after a long pause, spoke softly, “Sullivan, I’m serious! I don’t want to be with you anymom

Sullivan tumed sharply to look at her. He was a handsome man, with well–defined features that Megan had once been quite infatuated with. But now, she felt nothing, not in the slightest

His eyes locked onto hers as he unbuckled his seat belt, “Get out!”

With a faint sound, the locks disengaged.

Megan stepped out immediately, walking briskly toward the villa’s entrance.

In the dim light, her back was as straight and resolute as her decision to divorce.

Sullivan lit a cigarette before getting out of the car and following her upstairs.

Their argument had ended on a sour note.

quest room, while Sullivan, too proud to cajole her, changed into his pajamas and lay down. But when going to sleep, he patted the empty space beside him, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to

was, Megan liked to sleep holding him from behind.

moming, sunlight shone

found it imitating and shielded his eyes, awakening

noises could be

room, something Megan and the servants usually did together, including preparing his breakfast just for

out of bed and strolled into the dressing room and changed his

Then he froze.

was

that several of her fréquently worn clothes

and chose a business suit as usual, got dressed, and after a

he was fastening his watch while heading downstairs. He casually asked the housekeeper “Where’s

in the morning with her suitcase, Sir.

“She’s gone!”

his usual breakfast of black

was captured

pages, each headline more sensational than the last. After scanning them for a moment, Sullivan asked the nearby housekeeper in a low voice, “Did Madam see the newspaper before she

didn’t have breakfast, Sir. She just left the housekeeper answered

her and then picked up his phone to call Bianca, “Deal with those newspaper stories.”

a brief exchange, he was about to hang up.

loosening it slightly, his tone was very calm, “Also, find out where Megan sold her wedding ring. I want it back by

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