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

leaned back in his seat, scrolling through his phone. Megan had accepted the

to reply

to message him all the time, even when there was nothing important to say.

never responded to.

the Quigley family business went under, Megan had stopped sending those kinds of messages. She also

a while, but he had never cared

his car, his thoughts on Megan, on their

moming, Megan made a hos

and although Cora was pleased, she feigned imitation at the needless expense. “We haven’t finished what we bought a

up in bed, he insisted,

at his words.

to discuss something urgent. “Yesterday, out of the blue, they transferred Dr. Begonia to a facility out of town for training. They say it’ll be a while before he returns! Megan, tell me honestly, is this Sullivan’s

Thinking of last night and the show Sullivan had put on, she

ran

It wasn’t about her but rather about the status of being Mrs.

wanting to worry Cora, Megan reassured her

character was

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