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

scrolling through his phone. Megan had accepted the transfer,

she ought to reply

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

Sullivan never

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 his neck, asking if

while, but he had never cared enough to notice.

Sullivan sat alone in his car, his thoughts

made a

imitation at the needless expense. “We haven’t finished what we bought a few days ago,

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

eyes reddened at his

Begonia to a facility out of town for training. They say it’ll be a while before he returns! Megan,

Sullivan had put on,

chill ran through her.

time, she felt the extent of Sullivan’s possessiveness. It wasn’t about her but rather about

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

up under Cora’s care, her character