Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 27

Down was just breaking as Sullivan stirred awake

It was the heat that did it. He found himself clinging to a human furnace, soaking his pajama top with sweat.

Blinking his eyes open, he saw Megan’s unnaturally red cheeks.

He touched her forehead and recoiled at its burning temperature.

Jumping out of bed, Sullivan hurried downstairs and instructed the housekeeper, “Call Dr. Katherine, have her come over right away.”

The housekeeper, looking anxious, asked, “Are you feeling unwell, sir?”

Sullivan was halfway back up the stairs when he paused, “Tell her Madam has a fever, and it’s urgent.”

Within half an hour, Dr. Katherine arrived

The bedroom was pristine, the traces of last night’s intimacy gone.

doctor declared, “She’s got a high fever. I’ll give her something to bring it down. Also…

Sullivan understood the subtext. Megan had been buming the candle at both ends, often skipping meals.

be so

Megan was g

an injection, and Dr. Katherine advised, “Best she stays

housekeeper to escort

out, mistaking the returning footsteps for the housekeeper, “Prepare a

suits and shirts that she had

face as she saw Megan

had shared a bed. Even if the room was spotless, a faint kiss mark

frowned slightly. “Just leave them on the couch and go. And from

Is for Sullivan

her cheeks. She liked taking care of these personal details pretending, if

Megan yet was indifferent, even accommodating, to Cressida. Perhaps deep down,

always go for the most beautiful.

had gone, Sullivan glanced at the woman still sleeping in his bed. He pinched her cheek gently, gradually applying more pressure until she

gaze darkened. He moved to the living room, eyeing the freshly laundered clothes. They were clean, but the solvent scent was off–putting. More importantly, he disliked strangers handling his