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.

to bring it down. Also…

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

used to be so pampered.

Megan was g

“Best she stays in bed for

nodded and motioned for the housekeeper to escort the

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

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

on her face as she saw

And clearly, she and Sullivan had shared a bed. Even if the room

and go.

Is for Sullivan

details pretending, if only in her mind, that she was

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

the most beautiful.

woman still sleeping in his bed. He pinched her cheek

gaze darkened. He moved to the living room, eyeing the freshly laundered clothes. They were clean, but the solvent