Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 143

Megan returned to the villa

The moment her white Maserati pulled to a stop, the door was promptly opened by the attentive maid, who seemed quite delighted as she said. “Mrs. Lowry, there’s been a delivery at the house. Quite a collection of exquisite items.”

She added with a hint of mystery, “I believe they’re from Mr. Lowry.”

The maid’s simple joy for Megan was palpable, she thought Megan had finally made it. But how could she know the sheer brutality of this mamane lor Megan, and her utter innocence?

Megan did not blame the maid, merely offering a faint smile in response.

Ascending to the second floor, she pushed open the door to the master bedroom.

The living area was piled high with elegantly wrapped boxes from high–end brands. Luxury garments, rare jewels, the sort of stilettos every woman covets… even a haute couture dress from the recent Paris runway that Sullivan had managed to acquire.

A display of pure opulence, a grand gesture.

Sullivan entered quietly, wrapping his arms around her from behind, resting his chin on her shoulder and asking gently. “Do you like them?”

Megan didn’t reply.

the boxes to discover a pair of satin heels studded with rhinestones, truly beautiful. Sullivan

faint smile played on Megan’s lips. “What woman wouldn’t like these things? Sullivan,

thing, but her tone suggested

could Sullivan not hear it?

of the sofa, stepping forward

tailored trousers, a thin layer of

she felt it.

slightly, and as Sullivan leaned in to kiss her, his voice was laced with a seductive huskiness, “Megan, we’ve had our moments

mean having sex?”

we’re all adults here. First, there’s attraction, then the feeling follows… who the other person is, whether there’s love or not, it doesn’t really matter that much! Look, you’ve hated me for three years, and it hasn’t

Sullivan’s gaze

said, “Are you saying you could be just as enthusiastic with another

response was soft, “First, there has to be attraction!”

lips, invading her mouth with fervor, silencing any further unpleasantries… All that talk about attraction and feeling, it was

Sullivan grew more

want to heat things up with him and pushed him away, stating

was about to speak, the voice of a servant came from the doorway, tentative, “Sir, Ms. Baldwin insists on seeing