Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 66

A cake–that’s all it took to light up her world!

Sullivan’s thoughts were interrupted by the echo of her words, “Sullivan, I don’t like you anymore.”

Could it be that she had fallen for Begonia?

His expression darkened, and a scoff escaped him.

Suddenly, Sullivan didn’t want to let Megan go! He ripped the document in his hands into two, turning it into a pile of useless scrap

Megan was about to slice the cake.

Sullivan burst through the door, appearing in the hospital room.

She saw his pale face and instinctively tried to hide the cake. It was the only luxury she could enjoy under his watch, a cherished remnant of her childhood memories.

She knew who had sent it. She hadn’t texted a thank you, nor made a call, she simply accepted the gesture.

Megan looked up at Sullivan,

After a moment, Sullivan sat beside her, his gaze shifting from the cake to Megan’s face, his voice unexpectedly tender, “Why didn’t you tell me it was your birthday? The maid made you a birthday cupcake, and I ate it! How about we share this cake and celebrate a little?”

“Sullivan!”

him well. She looked

faint smile. He reached out, his fingers gently tracing her lips, flirting with a hint of mischief before he whispered

asked again, “Do you like him?”

closed her eyes lightly.

voice a raspy whisper, “Just asking, no need to get so worked up! Mrs. Lowry, I trust you wouldn’t do anything to betray me, because I really wouldn’t know who else to take my anger out on! I can’t

“Sullivan, what do you want

spoke, he lifted her onto the bed.

with a swift tug, he stripped off her hospital gown, skillfully restraining her

dark sheets, was a sight

loosened his belt and unzipped his

wasn’t rough with

exactly how to stoke

more

if trying

got married. Despite my harshness, your body was so sensitive that the sheets were soaked and you couldn’t sleep! Megan, do you realize how womanly you are in

would never let anyone else

Especially not Begonia.

woman’s allure. She buried her face in the pillow to hide from Sullivan’s gaze, but her muffled cries betrayed her as his ministrations

it! Sullivan… please

Don’t touch me

was unmoved. He gazed down at the wornan

Her lovely