Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 26

He held Megan’s slender neck in one hand, and with the other, he pushed her head down toward him until their foreheads touched. His prominent nose met hers, and his thin lips were just a breath away. The heat of his exhalation made Megan tremble slightly.

She was a mix of emotions, dazed and filled with desire

But deep down, something fell off

She and Sullivan. they shouldn’t be doing this.

In the heat of the moment, Megan nestled against his neck, whispering into his ear, “Sullivan, when are we getting a divorce?”

Sullivan’s body tensed. He pinched her delicate cheek, forcing her to look at him.

Megan’s face was flushed, the blush spreading mature allure. She gazed at him, murmuring unconsciously, “Sullivan, do you know…! don’t like you anymore; I just don’t!”

She repeated it several times

Sullivan’s expression tumed ugly. He gripped her chin, stared at her for a long moment, and then said softly, “Do you think I care?”

He truly didn’t need to care

Because he didn’t love her, because their marriage was a mistake from the start, because…

to be concerned with childish affections. He just needed an

body was there, on the

out, he wouldn’t be swayed. But now, seeing the tears in Megan’s

a blanket over

and went to the living

smoked, his pale Adam’s apple bobbed gently, attractive and full

rose around him, casting

admit

said she didn’t like

to guess when she

cigarettes, Sullivan stepped out of the bedroom and slowly descended the staircase.

impassive.

still up and noticed his sour expression. Hadn’t Mr. and Mrs.

was indifferent. “Bring me some coffee to sober

him the mug and quickly left, Sullivan snuffed out

like the fragrance of blooming lotus in June… Clothes, both his and hers, were scattered

the floor.

He sat on the

it, her legs well–proportioned. She rubbed against the sheets uncomfortably in her drunkenness, unintentionally exuding a woman’s

Sullivan’s anger spiked