Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 74

After exchanging a few more words, they reluctantly ended the call.

Megan curled up on the couch, hugging herself gently as if to conjure a sense of security.

Her mind wandered through a collage of memories.

She reminisced about the golden days of her childhood spent with her brother, the way he had comforted her every night after their mother passed away. He would read her fairy tales, sing lullabies until her eyes drooped shut.

He would carry her on his back to school, after the chauffeur pulled up at the school gates.

Wyatt was the best brother in the world.

The night deepened around her.

Megan fell asleep in the hospital room, her delicate face resting upon her knees, her beauty cold yet fragile. She seemed like a delicate piece of glass art, ready to shatter at any moment.

Outside the room, Sullivan stood silently. He watched Megan for a long time.

hushed tone, stood beside him. “She’s been like this since watching the news tonight, Mr. Lowry. Do

was unreadable. After a long moment, he turned and walked away, leaving behind

to his black Bentley, his mood was foul. He lit a cigarette, took a drag, but it only intensified his agitation, and he snuffed it

there were plenty of women in the world, plenty of beautiful ones at that–no need to spend so much

was hardly

continued to do

be a matter of pride.

couldn’t bear to let her go, to have her in another man’s arms:

a horse, and Bianca accompanied him. He didn’t go to the emergency room but had a doctor come to Megan’s room to dress his wound.

sat on the couch, casting a glance at

leaned against the headboard, seemingly engrossed in her book, indifferent. But he had

the doctor, “Leave the

injury was minor, and the doctor

volunteered eagerly. “Mr. Lowry, let me help you

the back of the couch, his tone icy, it’s my thigh that’s injured. Blanca, are you planning on taking