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.

give her something to bring it down. Also… Mrs. Lowry’s been running on empty. She needs to beef up her diet”

clear, but Sullivan understood the subtext. Megan had been

used to be so

Megan was g

and Dr. Katherine advised, “Best she stays in bed for the day”

nodded and motioned for the housekeeper to escort the doctor

called out, mistaking the returning footsteps for the housekeeper, “Prepare a bowl of

a bundle of Sullivan’s suits and shirts that she had taken for dry cleaning the week before and was delivering

face as she

had shared a bed. Even if the room was spotless, a faint kiss mark on Megan’s neck told its own

leave them on the couch and go. And

Is for Sullivan

cheeks. She liked taking care of these personal details pretending, if only in her mind, that she was

left, Bianca couldn’t help but wonder why she felt such animosity towards Megan yet was indifferent, even accommodating, to Cressida. Perhaps

for the most beautiful. Sullivan was no exception.

his bed. He pinched her cheek

Sullivan’s gaze darkened. He moved to the living room, eyeing the freshly laundered clothes. They were clean, but the solvent scent was off–putting.