Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 48

Sullivan’s gaze was tender, his voice slightly hoarse as he complimented. “That dress looks stunning on you”

It was perhaps the warmest moment they’d shared in their t

three years of marriage.

Megan felt a wave of emotion, but all she did was offer a slight smile and say. “Thanks.”

They ascended the staircase, one after the other

The aging infrastructure had Sullivan frowning, but thankfully, the broken hallway light had been fixed.

Behind them, a silver car lingered in the night.

Bianca sat inside, quietly watching the direction they disappeared to. She was dressed in a white gown, bold and beautiful, that was meant for the gala. She had followed them from the Lambert Mansion.

She saw Sullivan guide Megan out, his expression softer than she’d ever witnessed before, his possessive gestures unmistakable as his palm seemed to never leave Megan’s slender waist.

She had always thought Sullivan was indifferent towards Megan. She had also believed that Megan, in an unloving marriage, had been tormented for three years, scarred all over. Yet, at the gala, Megan was the center of attention! Her violin performance was breathtakingly beautiful!

That’s why Sullivan couldn’t help but steal a kiss from her in the car earlier.

the steering wheel, her face the picture of

accept

her phone, picked a photo of Sullivan and Megan dancing, and sent it to Cressida through a private Twitter account. She

to herself.

things, and if she

was

duck to avoid the door frame as he entered

on the only armchair. Megan seemned more at ease. She headed to their bedroom to change out of her dress into more comfortable clothes.

went to the kitchen to

leaned back on the sofa with a cigarette, his eyes

work, Megan would cook for him just like

truly watched her. Even in bed, he hadn’t paid much attention to her features. He knew

in their physical intimacy,

He watched quietly.

a thin veil of smoke, encircling him in a soft haze.

two bowls of

chicken, a handful of pasta, topped with a plump poached egg and a couple of bright green veggies, and finally, a few drops of

alone was mouthwatering.

wasn’t used to such a modest setting and

Megan, who was eating gracefully across from him, and said softly, “How did you pick up these domestic skills, given your background