Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 93

Cora was an old soul, steeped in tradition. She leaned in and whispered with a hint of concern, “Megan, maybe it’s time to think about having a baby. It might make things a bit easier”

Megan knew Cora meant well, worried that she might be neglected by Sullivan. There was a time Megan herself had longed for a child with Sullivan, but since her return, the thought had lost its appeal.

With a soft smile, Megan replied, “Maybe in a couple of years.”

Cora sighed softly, watching Megan walk away.

After leaving the rehab center, Megan stopped by the clinic to pick up a bottle of birth control pills. She couldn’t shake the feeling that Sullivan had been more insistent on intimacy without protection Intely. Sometimes, even after unwrapping a condom, he’d cast it aside in his eagerness. She didn’t want to get pregnant, so it was up to her to take precautions.

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After the errand. Megan was about to leave when she ran into the last people she wanted to see the Baldwin women.

Despite their modest background, the medical staff treated them with deference because of Sullivan, so Cressida and her mother Dahlia camed themselves with a certain pride.

Dahlia’s temper flared as she saw Megan…

expected that after

this shameless woman had wormed her way back into the Lowry family, clinging to the

Megan with arrogance, “Don’t think just because you’re warming Mr. Lowry’s bed that he’s fond of you! Let me tell you Mr. Lowry is very attentive to our Cressida. You’ve heard of Mr. Paxton, right? He’s about to take Cressida as his student and, out of respect for

she spoke of her daughter’s

be bothered. She pressed the elevator button, ready to leave.

to the floor in a show of brute strength, her tone belligerent, “Are you listening to me? If you have any sense, you’ll divorce Mr. Lowry immediately.”

hit the ground, spilling its contents including

are so bad between you, how can he still… you know? Cressida said he’s been daydreaming about her nonstop!”

a man’s touch. Though her legs were gone, her desires were not. Many a night, beneath the stark white sheets, she had imagined Sullivan’s strong arms around her, his handsome face close to

control bottle shattered her

truth was out: Sullivan and his wife shared an intimate life.

tension hung in the air, the elevator dinged

Sullivan,

noticed the birth control

his gaze

handed the bag

to her husband, her expression calm, “Sullivan, I’m guessing