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

his seat, scrolling through his phone. Megan had accepted the

she ought to

time, even when there was nothing important to

Sullivan never

messages. She also stopped curling up beside him in bed, like a puppy at his neck,

he

in his

made a hos

visit She bought an assortment of fruits, and although Cora was pleased, she feigned imitation at the needless expense. “We haven’t finished what we bought a few days ago, why

good spirits. Propped up in bed, he insisted, “Have some yourself,

reddened at

for

Sullivan had put on, she realized this was another

ran

extent of Sullivan’s possessiveness. It wasn’t about her but rather about the status of being Mrs. Lowry.

Cora, Megan reassured her gently, “Don’t worry, Cora. Il handle it.”

under Cora’s care, her character was well known. Cora