Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 154

Megan refused, but Sullivan only tightened his grip on her cheeks, causing a sharp pain that quickly turned into a bruse

In a moment, her tights were stripped away and tossed to the end of the bed.

Sullivan whispered against her lips, his voice low and sultry, “I won’t let you go! I never cared for her, and there were reasons I had no choice over Can’t you just listen for once? Remember how good we were together not so long ago…

Megan’s hair spread across the crisp, white sheets. Her clothes in disarray, she appeared vulnerable and helpless.

She looked up at Sullivan, her volce a shaky whisper, “Sullivan, please don’t do this!”

He narrowed his eyes and asked, “What do you mean?”

Megan’s lips trembled, “We’re still legally married. You wouldn’t want a scandal, would you? Sullivan, stop pushing me. If you keep this up, I can’t promise I won’t do something drastic. Maybe tomonow, maybe in a week, the headlines across Borough City will scream about the Lowry Group CEO being betrayed by his wife. I think that would interest people more than your usual tabloid fodder What would your business associates think? How would you face them in negotiations?”

Sullivan couldn’t help but chuckle, “Who taught you this? Or did you come up with it all by yourself?”

Megan remained silent.

She stared into his eyes, watching his every move until Sullivan finally released her, convinced by her threat. She despised him enough to follow through. She could tum to Bennett or Begonia just to spite him!

How cruel!

That she had outsmarted him, or that she was

you go, but I won’t divorce

felt a weight lift off

as if she was waking from

did she realize her

the bedroom and into the study across the hall, shutting the door behind him. He sat on the couch, pulled out a pack of

smoke rose lazily,

a similar evening, his father, suitcase in hand, leaving their home while his mother cried and begged him to stay. But didn’t stop him. He was too eager to chase

rain poured heavily, drowning out little Sullivan’s

often wondered if his father had known what his son would face, would he have

he have chosen not to

the room caught his

Eventually, the sounds

Megan, watched Megan smile faintly, and then she left.

just like his father Percy did

of dusk vanished from the sky.

until the maid came upstairs to

butt between his fingers and asked softly, “Did

her head. “No, she packed her bags as soon as she arrived.”