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.

black Rolls Royce glided into the driveway of a

to a stop, and the golden Spirit of Ecstasy stood proudly in the deluge as if weeping in the

in the driver’s seat. His white shirt stood out in the dark, but the house servants had all retired for the night, leaving no one to greet him.

Sullivan sat silently.

his impulsiveness. He hadn’t even thought through why he

three years had been nothing but

in her ear, then maybe he could wake from

He now felt that even touching Megan was a

morning, Sullivan stepped out of the car and into the quiet house, the

on the second floor, however, was warm.

on the bed, breathing softly, always

shoes and socks, and lay down beside her.

time couldn’t be rewound. They

Sullivan’s heart was overwhelmed with anguish. His face trembled

Megan woke up.

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