Chapter 140

Even in the most upscale hospital room, the persistent pitter patter of rain could be heard, tapping incessantly against Sullivan’s

conscience.

He unlocked his phone and scrolled through his gallery until he found the picture of Megan sprawled across the pillow.

Camille’s words began to echo in his mind. “But Sullivan, think back to that first month of marriage, you came home every night, can you honestly say you weren’t addicted?”

He couldn’t deny it.

That photo was the ultimate proof of his insatiable appetite. Three years into the marriage, he despised Megan yet was addicted to her body.

It was he who had tormented her for three years.

It was all him!

The rain outside continued its relentless descent as Sullivan began to dress.

Royce glided into the driveway of a

as the car came to a stop, and the golden Spirit of Ecstasy stood proudly in the

His white shirt stood out in the dark, but the house servants had all retired for the night, leaving no one to greet him. He tilted his head towards the second floor, where

Sullivan sat silently.

He hadn’t even thought through why he had come back. And yet, here he was, longing

even wished that these past three years had been nothing but a

in her ear, then maybe he could wake

seat, eyes tightly shut. He now felt that even touching Megan was

the car and into the quiet house, the autumn rain having

the second floor,

the bed, breathing softly, always a gentle

approached, removed his shoes and socks, and lay down beside her.

be rewound. They couldn’t return to the past, and Megan

was overwhelmed with anguish. His

Megan woke up.

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