Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 118

Megan couldn’t help feeling slighted. No sooner had they been intimate than he announced he had to work late at the office, a session that apparently lasted all night.

What kind of work takes all night?

She didn’t want to overthink it, but deep down, Megan had an inkling that Sullivan’s overtime was for a woman. Ironing his shirts, she couldn’t help but recall the words he’d whispered in her ear that night which promised he wouldn’t see Cressida again..

Lost in thought, footsteps echoed in the stairwell.

It should be Sullivan!

Wom from his overnight endeavors, Sullivan looked a touch haggard as he enveloped her in a hug from behind, the faint scent of antiseptic clinging to him was the one only belonged to the hospital.

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His embrace was tender, but for Megan, it was like a slap in the face he’d been to the hospital, so he’d seen Cressida.

The saddest part? His promises had lasted barely a week.

Megan didn’t confront him; that felt too cheap.

called early, reminding you of an important meeting this morning. She said to

you’re on time.”

slender waist. “Why’d she call

you company

calls from Bianca but none from Megan.

Turning to him with a light smile, she played the part of

to kiss her, drawn by her softness in the

epitome of a supportive wife, “Better take

running late. He planted

shower.

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face was as pale as paper, managing only a weak

of a deal!

more by him. It didn’t hurt much, just a dull ache. At least he wasn’t

his suit and began ironing, numbing herself to the emotions. She played the affectionate

preparing for a concert,

way

would meet with him. Her violin

listening, couldn’t help but tell Paxton,