Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 32

Megan climbed the stairs to find that Com wasn’t at home. A quick call confirmed that Corn hadn’t called Sullivan’s place either

Megan hung up, suspecting that the housekeeper at the mansion had fibbed to cover for her

She didn’t give it another thought

Tonight was a rare night off from work, so she took a shower and went to bed early.

In her sleep, she dreamed of her early married days with Sullivan, where he was as cold as ice, his words always laced with impatience.

She woke up to the buzz of her phone.

A message from Sullivan, brief and to the point: [Don’t forget to visit Grandma tomorrow. I’ll meet you at Regal Bolt after work.

How could Megan forget?

Thinking of Cressida’s fireworks show, she accepted the transfer of $20,000 and donated it to the local animal shelter.

At 1 a.m., Sullivan’s car was parked by the curb

in his seat, scrolling through

she ought to reply

time, even when there was nothing important

Sullivan never responded

it seemed that ever since the Quigley family business went under, Megan had stopped sending those kinds of messages. She also stopped curling up beside him in bed, like a puppy at

had been a while, but he had never cared enough to

first time, Sullivan sat alone in his car, his thoughts on

Megan made

was pleased, she feigned imitation at the needless expense. “We haven’t

spirits. Propped up in bed, he insisted, “Have some yourself, darling, It’s your thought that

eyes reddened at his

blue, they transferred Dr. Begonia to a facility out of town for training. They say it’ll be a while before

had put on, she realized this was another

chill ran

Sullivan’s possessiveness. It wasn’t about her but rather about the status

Cora, Megan reassured her gently, “Don’t

under Cora’s care, her character was well known. Cora didn’t press further.