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.

declared, “She’s got a high fever. I’ll give her something to bring it down. Also… Mrs. Lowry’s been running on empty. She needs to beef

Megan had been buming the candle at both ends,

used to be so pampered.

Megan was g

advised, “Best

housekeeper to escort the doctor out.

mistaking the returning footsteps for the housekeeper, “Prepare a

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

on her face as she saw Megan in

clearly, she and Sullivan had shared a bed. Even if the room was spotless, a faint

and her bundle, frowned slightly. “Just leave them on the couch and go. And from now on, you don’t need to worry about these things!”

Is for Sullivan

of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. She liked taking care of these personal details pretending, if only in her mind, that she was Mrs. Lowry. But Sullivan had seen through

she felt such animosity towards Megan yet was indifferent, even accommodating, to Cressida. Perhaps deep down, she

always go for the most beautiful. Sullivan was no

bed. He pinched her cheek gently, gradually applying more pressure until

the freshly laundered clothes. They were clean,