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 his phone. Megan had accepted the transfer,

figured she ought to reply to

him all the time, even when

never responded to.

under, Megan had stopped sending those kinds of messages. She also stopped curling up beside him in bed, like a puppy at his neck, asking if he could ever fall

been a while, but he had never

Sullivan sat alone in his car, his thoughts on Megan, on their marriage.

made

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

up in bed, he insisted, “Have some

at his

they transferred Dr. Begonia to a facility out of town for training. They say

Sullivan had put on, she realized this

ran

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

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

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