Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 92

Early in the morning, in the master bedroom’s walk in closet

Megan was ironing Sullivan’s shirt and had picked out a suitable tie, knowing today was the big shareholder’s meeting at the Lowry Group. To make a statement, she even added a tie clip for a touch of sophistication.

Suddenly, she felt arms wrap around her slender frame.

Megan was a bit surprised, considering the spat they’d had the night before. She thought he’d give her the cold shoulder for at least a few days.

But Sullivan didn’t bring up the issue with the movie tickets.

Holding his wife’s delicate waist with one hand and examining the tie clip with the other, Sullivan said with a warm tone. “The house just doesn’t run the same without you, Megan.”

Megan responded with a light smile, “Well, I’m back now, aren’t I?”

No sooner had she spoken than Sullivan spun her around.

He pressed her against the glass of the display cabinet, lifting her slightly so she was half–seated on his left thigh… Her robe fell open as her husband began to caress her.

Sullivan was like a wild animal that moming. But he wasn’t truly looking to make love; he lazily claimed her as he asked without much interest. “You’re back, but is your heart back too?”

Megan couldn’t fathom his odd mood.

did love have to

played along. “Sullivan, if you want to go further, you’d better

go of her and went to freshen up in the bathroom, his voice carrying back to her,

flicked her long hair and smiled softly,

stood in a pristine white robe, staring at his reflection when he

crossing his face.

Mrs. Lowry was

left, Megan returned upstairs to play the

for a while.

touch with her to discuss the details of studying

contract and said softly. “Starting next year, Paxton is planning 32 classical concerts worldwide. He wants you to be the secondary performer, with a guarantee of no less than six pieces per concert. This contract is Paxton’s show of faith in you, Megan. This is unprecedented; Paxton has never shown such admiration for someone to offer such high

staking his reputation on

and looked over the contract again

flicking his nails, “Paxton used to beg you to study with him, and you never took him seriously. What made you change?”

contract without looking up, her voice soft, “Just cleared out some cobwebs in

“Paxton’s out of town on business. When he’s back

grateful for Paxton’s support of course, she wouldn’t turn it

goodbyes with a smile. Their farewell was captured in a photograph, but only

got into the car, and the driver asked, “Mrs. Lowry, shall we head