Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 53

Megan kept Cora’s predicament to herself.

Joseph thought Cora was just out on some errand for a couple of days, leaving the nurses in charge for a while. When he caught Megan daydreaming, he couldn’t help but say, “You should head on home! The nurses have got it covered here.”

Megan shook her head. She didn’t want to go anywhere right now, she just wanted to stay put!

The night was serene.

Joseph, being a patient, eventually couldn’t resist sleep any longer.

Megan sat alone on the rickety chair, lost in her own world. A faint red mark graced her cheek, a souvenir from Cressida’s mother’s slap Outside the hospital room, separated by a pane of transparent glass, Sullivan stood quietly

He observed the wound on Megan’s profile, her distant

gaze, and the numbness in her ey out of Mrs. Lambert’s house, tired but spirited when she spoke.

eyes….…. He remembered how she looked coming

Tve always been like that! It was just you never noticed.”

“Sullivan, that $200,000 doesn’t cover sleeping with you. Remember, I’m all about keeping it professional.”

Back then, Megan was alive with spirit.

that if he let go, Megan would quickly come back to life. But then she wouldn’t be Mrs. Lowry anymore. She might become Begonia’s or Bennett’s wife…

pleasing himself. Sullivan chose to please himself!

left quietly, believing Megan would come to him.

was always so clever!

strong at the hospital’s

a hint of

full well that dawn was breaking, yet the light couldn’t penetrate the darkness

brother once said that life is full of choices, but Megan now felt she

for his help, fully aware of the price. Sullivan only

dim light, a tall figure stood behind her.

had been with her for a long

to find Begonia there, looking travel–worn as though he had just hurried back. His gaze was gentle and warm, offering a

lump

she couldn’t afford to be vulnerable, at least, not in front of Begonia, because she didn’t want to drag him into her mess anymore. His selfless acts were debts she could never repay. She didn’t want to

faint smile and said to Begonia, “It’s been a while,

they watched the sunrise, the

breeze tousled Megan’s hair, and she turned to say nonchalantly, “I’ve thought long and hard and decided to return to Sullivan. Being Mrs. Lowry isn’t so bad, after all. No need to struggle

said that, she looked straight at

did the

exchange of bitterness, helplessness, and

them, this moment was captured from a perfect angle that made the photos looking quite

a crisp white robe, reclined on