Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 127

Sullivan saw Megan in her hospital gown, her petite face pallid with illness. In her eyes, once brimming with life, now lay a profound desolation. She gazed at him as if he were a stranger.

Not long ago, she had nestled in his arms, her voice a tender whisper. “Sullivan, the fondness I had for you might take years, maybe even decades to return… Would you still want it then?”

He had said yes with all sincerity. But the truth was, he had tossed her genuine feelings aside, trampling them into the dirt.

After what felt like an eternity…

Finally, Sullivan’s voice trembled as he spoke, “Megan!”

He reached for her hand, only to be pushed away.

A sorrowful smirk curled her lips as she spoke from deep within, “How naive of me! I actually thought you cared for me! Even now, you believe that night was my scheme, my ploy. In your eyes, what am I but a plaything? I was foolish enough to hope for your affection, to cling to the idea that your talk of starting over was true! Sullivan, it’s laughable, isn’t it? Are you just calculating, or am I just stupid?

I thought, at worst, you just didn’t fancy me! But it turns out you’re simply not done playing! Sullivan, when will you have had enough? When will you let me be? I’m not cut out for these games!”

She didn’t want to cry, but the truth was too much to bear.

even without love, even just a

after three years, to him, she was still nothing more than

tried to

her face as she regarded him with a faint smile through

she turned

her, a voice called

to any other voice. In her world, only Sullivan’s hurtful words echoed relentlessly,

rang in her ears,

Sullivan stood frozen.

was in agony. I called you several times, but you

her,

pained cry echoed from the room, mingled with

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hesitated, then asked, “Shouldn’t

Cressida was put back on a ventilator,