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.

the courage to leave him, he would cling on, not letting go, convincing her time and again of his sincerity that he truly cared for

the truth

she wasn’t his wife but a woman easily obtained with just a bit of effort. He watched her downfall, time

was

was misted over, but the light snowfall outside was still

being capable

sound of

as she instinctively

for years. He seemed like he was back to their early days of marriage, capable of pinning her down, tormenting and dominating her until she

moved, he wrapped his arms

hitched up, revealing her pale, delicate legs in a

forced his way

no mercy, gripping her chin and forcing her to look

Chapter 183