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 was a taboo in her

I’m doing this for? Are you even

flipped over and pinned her

they were two interlocking puzzle pieces.

think I’m a fool, easily deceived? I know exactly what the women in my bed are thinking, no matter how wild they scream. Besides, you were barely grown when you first came to

He set!

on her

screamed under his assault, but her fiery spirit wouldn’t be quelled.

look, i won’t struggle to find someone to sleep with. Who do you think you are, Timothy?

the harder Timothy

to finish you off for

and the villa’s staff dared not listen closely. Whenever Timothy brought Ms. Lucia home, it was a

finally had his fill and

wore one of his shirts, buttons undone, revealing her long legs

a moment ago you were crying, and

fingers and took a drag

Lucia didn’t retort

his abdomen, her fingers tracing circles on

glanced down at her. He smirked, “The swelling’s gone down, not the anger!”

to kiss

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tricks of hers were for Megan. Otherwise, she