Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire's Wakeup Call novel Chapter 7

Megan grasped the car door, then slowly let it go.

The atmosphere inside the car was stifling.

Sullivan had just returned from a business trip and had made a detour to the Lowry Mansion. He was visibly tired. With one hand on the steering wheel and the other rubbing his forehead, he spoke with impatience, “How much longer are you going to keep this up?”

By now, he merely thought it all was a tantrum.

Megan felt a chill in her heart. Sitting up straight, she stared ahead and after a long pause, spoke softly, “Sullivan, I’m serious! I don’t want to be with you anymore.”

Sullivan turned sharply to look at her. He was a handsome man, with well-defined features that Megan had once been quite infatuated with. But now, she felt nothing, not in the slightest…

His eyes locked onto hers as he unbuckled his seat belt, “Get out!”

With a faint sound, the locks disengaged.

Megan stepped out immediately, walking briskly toward the villa’s entrance.

In the dim light, her back was as straight and resolute as her decision to divorce.

Sullivan lit a cigarette before getting out of the car and following her upstairs.

Their argument had ended on a sour note.

That night, Megan slept in the guest room, while Sullivan, too proud to cajole her, changed into his pajamas and lay down. But when going to sleep, he patted the empty space beside him, feeling somewhat unaccustomed to it.

In the past, no matter how indifferent he was, Megan liked to sleep holding him from behind.

In the early morning, sunlight shone into the bedroom.

Sullivan found it irritating and shielded his eyes, awakening in the process.

Downstairs, faint noises could be heard.

He recognized them as the sounds of the housekeeper setting up the dining room, something Megan and the servants usually did together, including preparing his breakfast just for him.

Feeling slightly better, Sullivan got out of bed and strolled into the dressing room and changed his clothes.

Then he froze.