Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 90

Sullivan must have come directly from the office.

Dressed in a three–piece tailored suit that he wore with an effortless charm, he exuded a youthful handsomeness underscored by the distinctive allure of a successful man.

Many a young lady sneaked glances at him.

Accustomed to admiring eyes, Sullivan strode straight up to Megan, glancing at the massive movie poster. “Fancy watching this one?” he asked.

Megan clutched her movie ticket a little tighter. With a coy smile, she denied it. “Just here to grab a sodal”

Sullivan’s gaze was penetrating. He watched her for a moment, then casually bought her a drink. As he paid, he remarked offhandedly. “You never used to be a fan of this stuff.”

“People change Megan replied with a light smile.

Handing her the soda, Sullivan grinned. “How about catching the movie together then?”

It was the first time Sullivan had extended an invitation for a date. In the past, this would’ve sent Megan over the moon, giddy with excitement for nights on end. But now, she couldn’t be bothered to feign interest.

she knew all too well that her husband wasn’t easily dismissed. A direct

hummed noncommittally.

Sullivan took the bag, he fumbled, and it tumbled to the

were a size

could catch sight of the spectacle, Sullivan quickly gathered the scattered items. When he looked at her again, his sharp features bore a profound intensity. “Just bought these?”

took a sip of her soda, slipping her arm through his.

“Just picked them up with

darkened

His cool detachment and his domineering nature behind closed doors meant there was

gave her a playful swat on the behind and

never did watch the movie. Sullivan took Megan home instead, in the

hand reached for the red privacy button; the partition rose

climbed, and Sullivan’s voice was too heated. “Let’s go home and you can model that

chiseled face and said softly, “Sullivan,

her slender neck, his