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Chapter 89

Lucia’s eyes brimmed with tears. The weight of concem was heavy in her heart.

She gripped Megan’s hand tightly. “How can he be so fickle? Do you think he’s hit a mid–life crisis already?”

The mood had been somber, but at Lucia’s words, even Megan couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. “It’s entirely possible!”

They talked about everything and nothing.

Lucia’s gaze settled on Megan, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions. “Bennett landed in the hospital last night! Broke a rib. it was Timeiny who took him. Victoria couldn’t stand Bennett having those feelings for you. They had a huge row right there in the ER. In the end, it was Mrs. Leach who had to come and sort everything out. I bet the Leach household is in total chaos right now”

Megan stirred her coffee, her head bowed. Her voice was a low murmur. “I didn’t provoke him.”

Lucia knew that, of course. She worried Bennett wouldn’t give up. The truth was, Bennett only held back because Megan was Sullivan’s wife, and if that ever changed…

Lucia couldn’t bear to think about it! She didn’t voice these gloomy thoughts. Instead, after a long time without seeing each other, Lucia insisted they go shopping for some sexy lingerie. She claimed she needed to up her game since a few young models had been circling Timothy lately, and she had to make sure she kept him hooked.

Megan knew it was not serious.

Lucia didn’t really love Timothy, did she?

At the mall, Lucia coerced Megan into buying a few pieces as well.

but Lucia insisted, “With your fair skin, you’ll look stunning in dark lace” And

friend’s retreating figure with a soft smile. Then her phone rang.

It was Sullivan

the call with

Group headquarters, lounging in the plush CEO office, idly spinning in his chair. “Heard

of control. She replied softly. “Sullivan, there’s

from the other end of the line.

was not

lowered her voice further. “I’m

“What did you buy? If you have time, could you please pick up some shirts for me…

habit to buy things for him, though he never wore

he was pleading her

why Sullivan insisted on pretending to be the perfect

reminded him, “Your shirts are privately customized. Sullivan. Have you

can tell when they’re being

press the issue Instead, he chuckled lightly, his voice tinged

Megan felt

“Emergency call! I must run, Megap! We’ll catch up

her head,

the bill and asked the staff to deliver Lucia’s purchases to

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