Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 60

It was downright tempting

Sullivan strode over without a hint of entotion, took the washcloth from her hand with a tone that was less than pleasant. “Have you lost your mind? The doctor said you need to be in bed for at least two days”

Megan turned away, muttering softly, I just wanted to freshen up!”

Sullivan thought for a moment and understood why she wanted a wash. Although they hadn’t gone all the way at the hotel, he had been with her for about 10 minutes. Those marks of possession, deep and shallow, elicited a response from her body despite her resistance. Sulliver remembered how it had been probably too long since they had sex, a mess of passion was heated to the brink

The thought of it stirred him, body and soul.

He wrapped his arms around her waist from behind, resting his chin on her delicate shoulder, his voice husky as if filled with hot gravel and undeniably sexy. “My scent’s still on your skin, isn’t it?”

Megan shivered.

Sullivan turned her around, his gaze deep and inscrutable as he looked down of her under the lamp.

Once upon a time, Megan would have been moved.

But now, she felt only pity. Sullivan’s interest in her was purely physical, devoid of love, yet he wouldn’t let her go. After such a long entanglement, Megan was truly exhausted.

too exhausted even to

vanity, allowed him to turn the lights up bright, let him admire

wipe

her sensitive spots. At those moments, Megan’s body would tremble uncontrollably,

helping her into a hospital gown, he wrapped her in a pristine white bathrobe and camed her back to bed.

in her ear, “Did that feel good just now?”

Her pale, blood–lost complexion seemed even more

remained silent, utterly quiet. She did not

would shake. At first, Sullivan thought it was a physical reaction,

of his proximity,

take advantage of the situation, wanting to be intimate

interest and his tone turned indifferent. “I’m taking care

slept, Sullivan sat quietly by the bed, watching her

had lost weight

past days, her face had grown noticeably thinner, and she was anything but happy. She didn’t speak to

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as if she had decided to be silent for the rest of her life.

a knock