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.

Rolls Royce glided into the driveway

wipers kept swaying back and forth even as the car came to a stop, and the golden Spirit of Ecstasy stood proudly in the deluge as if weeping in the rain.

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

Sullivan sat silently.

even thought through why

even wished that these past three years had been nothing

ear, then maybe he could wake from this

He now felt that even touching Megan was

morning, Sullivan stepped out of the car and into the quiet house, the autumn rain having chilled the air to its core,

on the second floor, however, was warm.

was presumably asleep on the bed, breathing softly, always

and socks,

apology by her ear, but time couldn’t be rewound. They couldn’t return

moment, Sullivan’s heart was overwhelmed with anguish. His face

Megan woke up.

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