Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire's Wakeup Call novel Chapter 4

“Yeah, my family business tanked, and you throw me a hundred grand a month,” Megan said, the bitterness seeping through her words.” But every time I take that check, I feel like… like some cheap hooker; the money was just a token of charity after someone’s had their fun!”

Sullivan cut her off, his tone icy, “Is that what you think?”-

He gently but firmly grasped her chin, “What kind of prostitute is that—you don’t even know how to please a man, only capable of whimpering like a kitten! You want a divorce? What kind of life will you live without me?”

Megan winced as he squeezed too hard, raising her hand to push him away.

In a flash, Sullivan caught her wrist, his eyes drilling into hers as he pointed to her bare ring finger, “Where’s your wedding ring?”

“I sold it!” Megan’s voice was tinged with despair, “Sullivan, let’s just get a divorce!”

It took all her strength to utter those words.

Sullivan was the man she had loved for six years, but if it hadn’t been for that night, if she hadn’t seen the sky lit up with fireworks, she might have remained trapped in this loveless marriage for many more years.

But she had seen them, and she didn’t want to be with him anymore.

Maybe life after divorce would be harder, and maybe, as Sullivan said, she’d have to endure others’ attitudes just for a meager salary, but she had no regrets.

Having said her piece, Megan gently pulled her hand away and began to gather her belongings into a suitcase.

Sullivan’s face twisted with anger watching her frail silhouette. He had never imagined Megan would rebel like this, determined to divorce him.

He had always been dominant in bed, and Megan could hardly resist, always succumbing to his desires.

But now they were talking divorce, how could they still do this?

“No, Sullivan… it’s wrong…”

Her voice trembled, sounding lustful against the backdrop of the bedroom, her hair fanned out on the pillow—a sight so beautiful, waiting to be ravaged.

Sullivan pressed against her tender red lips, claiming her recklessly while speaking dirty words, “We’re still legally married, how is it wrong? You always say ‘no,’ but when has it ever truly been a ‘no,’huh?”