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 his phone. Megan had accepted

figured she ought to

message him all the time, even when there

trivialities, Sullivan never responded

She also

a while, but he had never cared enough to notice.

alone in his car, his thoughts on Megan, on

moming, Megan made a

Cora was pleased, she feigned imitation at the needless expense. “We haven’t finished what we bought a few days ago, why buy

Quigley was in good spirits. Propped up in bed, he

reddened at

out of town for training. They say it’ll be

Sullivan had put on, she realized this was

ran through

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

wanting to worry Cora, Megan reassured her gently, “Don’t worry, Cora.

grown up under Cora’s care, her character was well

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