Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 107

Both Sullivan and Megan were lost in their own thoughts.

The sound of knocking broke the silence, followed by the maid’s voice, “Dinner is served, Mr. and Mrs. Lowry. Shall I set the table now?”

Sullivan called out, “Yes, please do.”

As the maid’s footsteps faded away, Sullivan still hadn’t released Megan.

She squirmed a bit, “Didn’t you hear? Dinner’s ready. Let me up.”

Sullivan gazed at her intensely, his eyes never wavering.

Megan couldn’t guess what was on his mind. She pushed against his chest, trying to rise, but he caught her wrist and placed it back over his heart. His heartbeat was strong and thumping rhythmically beneath her palm.

Megan quickly withdrew her hand as if scalded.

With a teasing smile, Sullivan hooked his finger under her chin, “Scared of a little heartbeat, Mrs. Lowry? What’s on your mind?”

Megan couldn’t stand this kind of provocative talk. She found herself missing his no–nonsense attitude; it was painful at times, but at least it was bearable. His current softness left her feeling out of her depth.

straighten her dress, and once composed, she headed for the door, “I’ll take your luggage back to the bedroom. Why don’t you freshen up, Sullivan?

response came from behind

saw Sullivan lounging on the couch, his eyes following her with a depth that was inscrutable. Noticing her glance, he smiled

lips tightened, and after a moment, she murmured, “We’ve been married too

we?”

Sullivan didn’t press further.

left, Sullivan

smoke rose, and his expression

knew Megan’s bravado all too well, but a smart man also knows that a woman’s greatest weakness can often be

once. He just had

This

be good for trying. A wife

his cigarette in silence and then went downstairs for

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of his masculine

a

she sat at her vanity to apply her skincare routine. She pondered the intimacy earlier–likely just a whim of Sullivan’s. Distance should be usual theme