Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 34

She slipped out of her little black dress, standing in only her black lingerie, her pale skin glowing softly under the dim light

With a creak, the door swung open.

Megan, startled, quickly grabbed a shirt to cover her chest and turned around to see who it was.

In the doorway stood Sullivan. His gaze fixed on her as he slowly shut the dressing room door behind him……

Megan bit her lip “Sullivan, this is the women’s dressing room!”

But Sullivan acted as if he hadn’t heard her. He approached her, and before she could react, he took the shirt from her hands. Then, with one hand, he pinned her against the locker to scrutinize her in the light.

Megan wasn’t accustomed to this. Her skin prickled with tiny goosebumps. She shivered slightly.

She dared not scream for fear of drawing others in.

But Sullivan did nothing more. He just quietly looked her over as if they had never been husband and wife… as if it was his first time seeing her body.

even a trace of desire in

a long moment, his

she dressed. She tried to

was a mix of emotions.

their three–year marriage, he disregarded Megan.

it seriously. In his mind, Megan seemed to belong exclusively to him. It never occurred to him that so

a faint scent of tobacco, warmed her delicate earlobe, tuming a small patch of

lowered, his Adam’s apple involuntarily moved, and his voice came out huskier than

meaning, and

at red lights, making Megan’s skin crawl. But

wasn’t that vain.

pulled into the Lowry Mansion. As the car stopped, Sullivan

tone was ambiguous, and Megan couldn’t be bothered to guess his intentions.

softly saying, “Sullivan, I don’t know what’s on your mind, but I quite like

away from him. If she accepted his offer, then what was the point of everything

the car, but Sullivan caught her wrist.

need