Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 137

In the dead of night, Sullivan stumbled into the Lowry Hospital, a steady stream of red soaking through his hastily buttoned dress shirt and chinos. The reason? Excessive blood loss.

No matter how much he tried to hide it, the scent of masculinity clung

endured before seeking medical help.

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him, a telltale sign of the physical ordeal he must have

The doctor, his expression a mixture of concern and disbelief, could only shake his head as he prepared to stitch the wound.

“Mr. Lowry,” the doctor said with a light cough, trying to sound as casual as possible, “If this happens again, you need to stop whatever sport you’re playing immediately and get to a hospital. These wounds can be dangerous if not treated promptly.”

“Can’t stop, Sullivan grunted, slumping against the couch and casting a sidelong glance at Megan, who had accompanied him. Her presence was a surprise – perhaps she was there to gloat over his misfortune.

Megan, seemingly uninterested in his plight, scrolled through her phone.

sweet nothings with that

looking at him, “Not everyone is

scoffed, “Sleazy or not, you seem to

like an unwilling voyeur into Mr. Lowry’s rocky marriage, hastily finished his stitching, a neat six stitches that

responded nonchalantly as the doctor internally lamented

He had ho are

overnight for observation. He had hoped Megan would stay with him, but she felt

asked, his voice tinged with

tone tired. “I need some rest. Besides, Cressida is here. She can wheel herself in

you a medal – ‘Most Considerate Wife

Cressida play your little games.

rationality, “Enough, Sullivan. This is pointless. The love and wrongs between us. It’s all in the past. There’s

The Lowry Group are worth a fortune. Help my brother win his case, and I’ll return them to you. Then we can part ways, no strings attached. And Cressida… she can fulfill her dream of being

void

gaze