Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 52

Dahlia froze in place. She stared at the man in front of her, who had a refined appearance yet his aura was thick with malevolence, especially the teardrop male at the comer of his eye that gave off an ominous vibe.

Hesitating for a moment Lucia burst out and slapped Dahlia hard across the face. It vented some frustration, but Cora’s case was already filed and nothing could change that.

Lucia feared Megan might do something drastic.

But Megan was calm

After washing her face, she softly thanked Timothy.

Lucia wanted to stay and support Megan, but Timothy forcefully took her away.

Soon, at Timothy’s villa, in the opulent bedroom, clothes were strewn all over the floor

On the oversized bed, Lucia wept bitterly, cursing and sobbing and finally pleading. “Megan’s family can’t take any more trouble. Please help her, Timothy. I’ll even bear your child if that’s what it takes!”

They were but a fleeting affair

Back in the heat of their romance, Timothy had held her chin, coaxing Lucia to have his child. She was only 19 then, far from ready.

But now she gave in!

Timothy was no fool. He clenched his jaw, his eyes turning bloodshot as he fiercely claimed the woman beneath him. When he finally took a breather, he stopped and gently touched Lucia’s face, asking with a cold laugh, “Such a big sacrifice! But tell me, is this for Megan, or for Wyatt?”

Wyatt…

for a moment at the mention of that name, which

doing this for? Are you even a man, Timothy? Can’t you handle a woman and

flipped over and pinned

they were

women in my bed are thinking, no matter how wild they scream. Besides, you were barely grown when you first came

He set!

work on her with

assault, but her fiery spirit wouldn’t

into Timothy’s arms. With no shame, she yelled, “Fine! Let’s just end this! I find another man. With my look, i won’t struggle to find someone to sleep with. Who do you

she screamed, the harder Timothy

finish you

Lucia’s voice never ceased, and the villa’s staff dared not listen closely. Whenever Timothy brought Ms. Lucia home, it was a tempestuous affair that

his fill and withdrew to

he returned, Lucia was still there. She wore one of his shirts, buttons undone, revealing her long legs as she leaned against the headboard and smoking,

crying,

the cigarette from her fingers and took a drag

once, Lucia didn’t

she nestled against his abdomen, her fingers tracing circles on his abs, her

at her. He smirked, “The

in to

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well these little tricks of hers were for Megan. Otherwise, she would’ve