Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 183

Megan looked into Sullivan’s eyes, which were deeper than the night sky itself, and found herself unable to decipher his thoughts.

After a moment, he asked softly, “You saw it?”

Pointing to the papers scattered on the floor, Megan’s entire body shook uncontrollably. “You used psychologists to study me, to manipulate me? Sullivan, what am I to you? A wife, or just a plaything? You say you love me, but is your love just about analyzing me in front of a dozen psychologists as if I’m laid

bare?

You got a puppy to please me! I thought you understood me, but it was all just a psychological game! Even the dog… was just a tool for you!

Everything you did, it was all calculated, even down to when we would be intimate. You’ve stripped me of my privacy, my dignity! You don’t love me; you’re just obsessively trying to possess me! Sullivan, you’re not capable of love!”

Tears filled Megan’s.eyes.

It was humiliating. Utterly humiliating.

again of his sincerity that

the truth was brutal.

wasn’t his wife but a woman easily obtained with just a bit of effort. He watched

study was

was misted over, but the light snowfall outside was still

especially when Megan accused him of not being capable

sound of the shredder, he retorted

Megan silently as she instinctively stepped back.

their early days of marriage, capable of pinning her down, tormenting and dominating her

as she moved, he wrapped his arms

oak desk. Her robe hitched up, revealing her pale, delicate legs

his way between her

dug painfully into her soft skin. He showed no mercy, gripping her chin and forcing her

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