Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 8

Megan slowly twisted the lid on the thermos. Once it was sealed, she looked down and murmured, “There’s always a way out. The money from selling the wedding ring should cover Dad’s medical bills for half a year, and for my brother’s legal fees. I’ve decided to sell the house, and i also get a job to support us.”

Her eyes glistened with unshed tears.

The house was a legacy from her mother; no matter how tough times were before, it had never been considered for sale.

Cora was stoned. She didn’t try to persuade Megan but couldn’t help feeling it was the wrong move

Afro Megan had gathered herself, they went to the hospital.

Joseph Quigley’s condition had stabilized after treatment, but his spirits were low, weighed down by concerns for his eldest son Wyatt’s future.

Megan didn’t bring up the topic of her divorce just yet.

In the aftemoon, the attending physician came for the rounds.

Dr. Begonia Hunter, despite his youth, was an authority in neurosurgery, standing at an imposing 6’1“, his demeanor was as captivating. as his expertise.

After the examination, he glanced at Megan, “Let’s talk outside”

But immediately, she put down what she was holding and softly told Joseph, “Dad,

found a quiet corridor to

discussed with a few directors from the surgical department. We unanimously recommend that Mr. Quigley undergo a tailored rehabilitation treatment, otherwise, it

an astronomical figure for Megan at that moment. But she didn’t hesitate. “We’ll proceed with

the file, silently observing Megan

before, but

Megan was just a little girl, he lived next to her house. He remembered that every summer evening, small stars would light up on the terrace outside Megan’s bedroom, and Megan would always sit

“Begonia,

her, reminded of the news of her marriage three years ago when he returned to the country. He thought Megan had married for love, but the reality was far from good. Sullivan was cold and cruel to

voice echoed from the

It was Sullivan…

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a charcoal shirt, black suit – he looked like he had come straight from the office. His polished leather shoes clicked crisply

extending a hand, his voice lazy yet with a slight

long time no see!”

a faint smile, shaking it, “Mc Lowry, what

and Sullivan turned to Megan, “Shall we visit Dad?”

flowed between the two

show discontent with Sullivan