Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 110

Sullivan was on the verge of speaking when the operating room door swung open.

The doctor stepped out, taking a deep breath of relief. “After a thorough stomach pump, the patient is out of danger now. Please rest assured, Mr. Lowry. Our hospital will fully cooperate with the authorities regarding this medical incident”

Sullivan’s expression was calm. Turning to Bianca, he gave his instructions, “Make the arrangements to transfer Cressida to the Lowry Hospital at dawn.”

Bianca, looking exhausted with dark circles under her eyes, nodded in agreement.

It was then that Dahlia spoke up, her voice tinged with concern, “Mr. Lowry, aren’t you staying with us? With our little Cressida? She just came back from death’s door, she needs you by her side!*

Bianca snapped at her, “Mr. Lowry isn’t a doctor!”

Dahlia fell silent, not daring to say another word.

Sullivan then turned to Begonia with a slight smile, “Rushed off my feet, I didn’t manage to soothe Megan properly. She’s probably sulking under the covers right now. Don’t worry, Begonia, I’m heading home to

sweet–talk her.”

He glanced at his watch.

“With seven hours before the morning rush, I reckon that’s plenty of time to charm a lady. A tiff between husband and wife is often short–lived. You know, Begonia, you really should consider tying the knot; then you’d understand the joys of having a wife.

His inimical words were laced with a hint of flirtation.

Begonia could definitely read between the lines.

Watching Sullivan’s figure, which was so noble and dignified, Begonia lowered his gaze with a smile. Sullivan himself hadn’t realized that his concern for Megan had long surpassed that of an ordinary couple. Those flirty remarks were nothing but a man’s possessive desire.

When Sullivan returned to his villa, it was 1 a.m.

The house was shrouded in darkness, and even the upstairs lights were out.

the

sat on the edge of the bed,

and he knew she wasn’t asleep, and she probably wasn’t in the best

either.

whispered, “Why

cheek rested quietly against the pillow, and after a while, she replied softly, “I was just

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dun oft

caress her tenderly just as he had before leaving. Megan struggled faintly under his touch, but he held her even

as gentle as

deeply

had faded, but at that moment, she felt a sudden

the lights were off, which spared her the shame of being seen in her most vulnerable

caressed her as if he was making a gesture that seemed both habitual and purely meant

soft cries.

the

was in her silk

dressed in his shirt and belt, even with a faint scent of hospital antiseptic on him, reminding Megan where he had been. No matter how indifferent she tried to be, she couldn’t help but

her over into his

world spun as she found herself

a low growl, “You grabb weren’t clean, but because you find

condom earlier

her voice trembling with a mature woman’s allure, “No! Sullivan… stop

toward him. She couldn’t pull

tenderly until she cried, then he spoke softly and gently, “Megan, I’m clean. I haven’t touched Alena, Cressida, or

streaming down her face, which embarrassed her