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.

this since watching the news tonight, Mr. Lowry. Do you want to go in and wake Mrs. Lowry? It can’t be

walked away,

a cigarette, took a drag, but it only intensified his

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

was hardly worth it.

to do so.

must be a matter of pride.

her go, to have her in another man’s arms: After all, having

his thigh muscle while riding a horse, and Bianca accompanied him. He didn’t go to the emergency room but had a doctor come to

sat on the couch, casting a glance

her book, indifferent. But he had seen

directed the doctor, “Leave the medical kit.”

and

doctor left, Bianca volunteered eagerly. “Mr. Lowry, let me help

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