Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 59

Sullivan returned with a tray of warm catmeal, setting it down on the small round table before scooping Megan into his arms, intent on bringing her over for breakfast.

Megan was propped against the headboard, her voice barely above a whisper, “It’s different!”

Sullivan paused, taken aback

After a moment, he realized what she was mferring to.

un with

Looking into Sullivan’s eyes. Megan’s voice softened even further, “I used to love you, so even when I didn’t want to, I would put up it to make you happy”

“And now?” In the gentle lamplight, Sullivan studied her delicate features, his tone hushed, “Now you don’t love me, is that it? Megan, 1 don’t know when you stopped loving me, but frankly, I don’t care! Love isn’t a big deal these days!”

Sullivan was a businessman through and through.

He didn’t believe in love!

In the business world, no one cared about feelings. What mattered were fame and power. Wives, children, even lovers were mere accessones to a man’s status.

With that, he picked her up and headed for the couch.

wrapped in white gauze, instinctively curled behind her, this unconscious act spoke volumes about her reluctance

interested in forcing myself on anyone, let alone a

wound was deep.

became gentler as he

You’ll need the energy if you plan to run away, Mrs.

didn’t seem to care. She ate quietly. Her presence

demeanor at the hotel… and he couldn’t help but think of Cressida, the woman whose violin skills had dazzled

Cressida a few times. Given her modest background, Cressida made small noises

face too often after marriage, maybe not even share a meal more than a

because Megan couldn’t help but

Their eyes met

her gaze back to her

care

and regained some strength, she crawled

cold indifference treated him as if he

lying down on the couch, abruptly turning off

the dead of

Sullivan woke