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!”

knew him well. She looked

his fingers gently tracing her lips, flirting with a hint of

“Do

eyes lightly. “No! Sullivan,

leaned in close to her ear, his 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 from me?”

he lifted her onto

a swift tug, he stripped off her hospital gown, skillfully restraining her injured arm to prevent her from hurting

body.pale against the dark sheets, was a sight he always savored.

belt

wasn’t rough with her

calculated slowness, he teased and coaxed her tender body, knowing exactly how to stoke her passion, how to make her

more

her face, as if trying to memorize every inch

months after we got married. Despite my harshness, your body was so sensitive that the sheets

he would never let anyone else see

Especially not Begonia.

face in the pillow to hide from Sullivan’s gaze, but her muffled cries betrayed her as his

it! Sullivan… please

me go! Don’t touch me

at the wornan beneath him, his eyes devoid of

had been entered twice over. Her lovely face was deep