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.
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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.
see
surprise, the call was from Bianca, who spoke with a polite yet distant tone, “Mrs. Lowry,
boss her
bit more formally and gathered the medicine boxes scattered on the couch from the night before. As she was about to leave, her eyes lingered
night; the couch bore
was a small, off–white stain.
would have to take care of it later. It was better not to let the housekeepers see such things; they could become
parked car,
back seat was rolled down, though.
him the box of medicine and gently reminded him to take a pill twice
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 you’re
window rose before
was still angry. Megan couldn’t fathom what had set him off this time. Maybe he was
business, Megan had a mare moment to relax.
reminding him to take his medicine and to be wary of the autumn chill. She was the epitome of a traditional wife, and Sullivan’s business partners often heard about it, praising Mrs. Lowry for her
ended the call, his eyes
his illness? She must be thinking ill of him
fourth day of Sullivan’s trip, a scandal broke.
was answered by a young woman, “Mr. Lowry is in the shower and might not be
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