Chapter 162

Megan hurried to the window to look down, and sure enough, Sullivan’s car was parked below.

Dressed in black, he leaned against the twilight, casually smoking. When Megan looked at him, his gaze met hers, intense and

unwavering

After a moment, he dialed Megan’s number.

Megan answered and got stright to the point, “Sullivan, come and take your dog back.”

But he replied softly. “Its name is Shirley! Three months old. Megan, haven’t you always wanted a puppy? It’s adorable.”

Megan wanted to say more, but Sullivan had already hung up.

He snuffed out his cigarette and looked up at Megan with a slight chuckle before getting into his car and driving away

Megan stared at the taillights until they disappeared, When she looked down, the dog was looking up at her, its eyes filled with

innocence.

wasn’t going

clothes and shoes, took the dog, and hailed a cab, planning to return

the time she reached the villa, dusk had settled.

to see her, “Mrs. Lowry, you are back so soon!

took it out on the staff. She asked

want to have a word with him. Dinner will

upstairs with the

master bedroom light was on. Guessing Sullivan was inside, she knocked on the door. His voice came from

on the sofa in the living area, flipping through a magazine. He wore only a crisp white bathrobe, his hair still dripping

Megan walked in.

magazine and quietly observed her. “Don’t like

puppy, but not when it was a gift from Sullivan. She set the dog down and said softly. “Find it

the wedding ring

the coffee table.

small ring sparkled under the crystal lamp

the puppy, which whimpered and started gnawing at his palm, probably hungry. He stroked

but steeled her heart.

had she spoken, her wrist was caught, and in a whirl, she found herself gently pinned down by Sullivan.

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