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Chapter 17

Megan dashed back to the modest apartment she was renting

From a distance, Cora, holding on umbrella, anxiously waited downstairs

Megan slowed her pace. “Cora, how come you are here?”

Once inside, Corn gave her a towel and began drying Megan’s damp hair while saying, “I was worried, so I came to check on you. How could you not call a cab in this downpour?”

Megan repited softly. “It’s not easy to get a cab when it mins.”

Cora urged Megan to take a shower. When she came out, Cora had heated up some soup to warm her up.

As Megan sipped her soup, Cora hesitated before asking. “So, what’s the latest with you and Sullivan?”

Megan paused. Then, continuing with her soup, she murmured, “He refuses to sign the divorce papers! I can’t find a lawyer willing to take the case just yet, but I’ve filed for separation. In two years, whether he likes it or not, I’ll be free.”

Cora chose not to press further. She silently applied ointment to Megan’s finger her eyes tearing up at the sight of the injury.

In those years, Megan was a high–talent student at the music academy; many maestros wanted to take her as a student, including that musical genius, Paxton, who had knocked on her door several times.

Now, here she was… playing her violin in such places.

was on her mind. She reassured Cora, “Once Dad gets better and my brother’s

you, dear! Maybe one day

a

a long while since she had smiled like this. When she smiled, two little tiger teeth were faintly visible, which was actually

on the bed, carefully wiping her

They want something classy. I thought of you

four

still managed

her, “Dress up pretty

in

couldn’t help but embrace

the white silk blouse paired with a black long dress. Megan looked at them and touched them, somewhat in a trance, this outfit was

ages since she’d last worn them,

high–end French restaurant located on a prime

trays, weaving through

flowing silk gown with her hair swept up, accentuating

which she played the violin

He wore

expelled and instantly tom apart by the night

violin, His gaze was a mix of male desire and a possessiveness he couldn’t quite understand. He didn’t

time to time, men were amazed by Megan and handed her their business cards, but Megan politely declined

Sullivan was

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