Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 62

Sullivan was well aware that Megan’s loss of appetite wasn’t due to illness–it was because of him.

Because he refused to grant her a divorce, she had sunk into a melancholic state, no longer wanting to engage in conversation with anyone.

Without tuming around, he simply uttered, “I know

The nurse, not daring to say more, quickly made her exit.

The hospital staff had been buzzing with gossip these past few days. Some whispered that Mr. Lowry had a young mistress on the side, driving Mrs. Lowry to attempt suicide. Others speculated that Mr. Lowry’s overwhelming love had suffocated his wife, plunging her into depression.

Despite the chatter, the details of Megan’s suicide attempt were carefully kept within the hospital walls.

Sullivan finished his cigarette before returning to the room.

After three days of rest, Megan was almost back to her normal sell, save for the bandaged wrists. When Sullivan entered, she was propped up against the headboard, engrossed in a book, her hair cascading over her frail shoulders, the hospital gown hanging loosely ⠀on her frame.

Breakfast remained untouched. He gently closed the

noise caught Megan’s attention, and she looked up, her

in. Leaning against the door frame, he watched her. The nurse said you haven’t been eating. What’s the matter? Don’t like hospital food? I can have the cook whip up something from home and bring it over. What do you

shook her head. “I’m not hungry,” she

eyes were deep and unreadable, stirring a tempest

her hands as he reached the bedside. Megan instinctively

his touch tender, yet Megan trembled under his palm. She was

just can’t

her first name, he usually called her Mrs. Lowry,

divorce, please. Let me go. There’s no love between us. You

was accompanied by tears.

continued to stroke her face, listening to

with him like

he had treated her over the past three years, she had never broken down until now. Was being with him so agonizing? He remembered a