Chapter 97
Megan slipped into her morning robe and stepped onto the balcony for a look
The car hadn’t left, and Sullivan hadn’t gotten in. He stood beside the sleek black sedan, taking a drag of his cigarette
It was a crisp October moming
He was dressed in black from head to toe, with a matching light trench coat thrown over his shoulders. The early morning sun kissed his profile, and the gentle breeze tousled his neatly trimmed hair he stood out with an effortless charm.
–
Sensing Megan’s gaze. Sullivan glanced up and locked eyes with her
Neither looked away
Sullivan even squinted slightly, as if trying to see her more clearly. He could see his wife standing in the soft light, bathed in the glow, almost seductive.
Sullivan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, and he took a deep puff of his cigarette. His cheeks sunk with the effort, exuding a rugged masculinity. Then he let out a soft chuckle.
It sounded almost like mockery!
Just then, Blanca emerged from the foyer, luggage in tow. The driver loaded it into the trunk, and Megan realized Sullivan was off on a business trip. The ring of her cell phone pulled her back to the bedroom.
to see who it
spoke with a polite yet distant tone, “Mrs. Lowry, would you mind bringing down Mr. Lowry’s medicine, please?”
wouldn’t dare boss her around. It was Sullivan’s doing
more formally and gathered the medicine boxes scattered on the couch from the night before. As she was about
night; the couch bore
was a small, off–white
care of it later. It was better not to
the time she reached the parked car, Sullivan was already
the back seat was
medicine and gently reminded
Sullivan listened absentmindedly.
“Aren’t you going to ask where I’m heading and how long Ill be gone?” He was obviously trying to rile her up, but Megan didn’t bite. She replied with good humor. “Take care of yourself while
car window rose before
driver and his secretary; likely he was still angry. Megan couldn’t fathom what had set him off this time. Maybe he was
away on business, Megan had a mare moment
still performed her duties diligently, caring for her husband, reminding him to take his medicine and to be wary of the autumn chill.
ended the call, his eyes
and his illness? She must be thinking ill of him
the fourth day of Sullivan’s
was answered by a young woman, “Mr. Lowry is in the shower and might not be able to take your call. Should I get
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