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

and the golden Spirit of Ecstasy stood proudly in the deluge as if weeping in the

house servants had all retired for the night, leaving no one to greet him.

Sullivan sat silently.

even thought through why

wished that these past three years had

he could just go upstairs now, embrace her, whisper an apology in her ear, then maybe he could wake from this

He now

Sullivan stepped out of the car and into the quiet house, the autumn rain having chilled

the second floor, however, was warm.

was presumably asleep on the bed, breathing softly,

his shoes and socks, and lay down beside

couldn’t be rewound. They couldn’t return to

overwhelmed with anguish. His

Megan woke up.

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