Missing Mrs. Lowry: The Billionaire’s Wakeup Call

Chapter 78

Megan found herself wrapped in Sullivan’s embrace once again. His closeness always caught her off– guard, and with a slight turn of her hoad, she muttered, “Yes, Lawyer Alton just left.”

She wanted to get back to packing but Sullivan was crowding her space.

He held her waist and leisurely caressed her body. It wasn’t out of desire, but more like he was just passing time.

Having been his wife for years, Megan knew all about his shortcomings. She didn’t struggle; she let him touch her.

After a while, Sullivan finally ceased his wandering hands and asked, “What did you talk about?”

Megan replied indifferently, “Shares and the lawsuit.”

Sullivan waited for her to mention Bennett and his obvious interest in her, but she didn’t. His gaze deepened as he stared at her for a long moment.

He didn’t expose her silence. Instead, Sullivan changed the subject, “Oh, by the way! I had Blanca look for an apartment. It’s in a great area, very suitable for your dad and Cora to live in. Well go check it out tomorrow… okay?”

His thoughtfulness didn’t move Megan.

She knew him too well. He may have given up 2% of the Lowry Group’s shares, spent two hundred million on Alton for the lawsuit, but he expected value for his money. He wanted her to play the loving wife, to bolster his good image.

Megan’s expression remained neutral, and she agreed.

Sullivan wasn’t pleased with her coldness. He pinched her chin, captured her lips in a kiss, and when she finally let out a soft moan, he wrapped his arm around her neck and whispered like a lover, “Mrs. Lowry, I expect you home tomorrow night”

Megan trembled slightly, she knew what he meant.

Tomorrow night, he wanted her

When Megan was discharged from the hospital, Sullivan had an important meeting to attend.

He sent Bianca to pick her up.

As Bianca handled the discharge paperwork, Megan sat quietly in her hospital room, a luxurious white Versace suit laid out in front of her. A favorite among the high society ladies.

Back when Megan was Mrs. Lowry, her closet was full of them..

Now, playing the role of Mrs. Lowry again, she had to wear these lavish clothes.

She caressed the expensive fabric with her delicate fingers, her face a mask of brief confusion, but she didn’t dwell on it for long. She slipped out of the loose hospital gown and into the designer suit

Bianca entered with a clipboard in hand. Without Sullivan, she was blunt with Megan, “We’re ready to go, Megan!” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Megan turned to face her. Her gaze fell on Blanca, and then she spoke with a calm authority, “Blanca, from now on, please address me as Mrs. Lowry.”

Bianca was taken aback. She instinctively wanted to m

But as she met Megan’s gaze, she was stunned.

mock her, Megan held no status in her eyes.

The same delicate face, the same eyes… but something was different.

A detachment, a coldness.

Megan had hidden herself away, behind a mask named Mrs. Lowry.

Bianca was shaken, She didn’t dare step out of line and switched to a formal tone, “Mrs. Lowry, the apartment should be all set up. I’ll take you there now! Mrs. Quigley should be there as well.”

Megan offered a faint smile.

Thanks to Sullivan’s arrangements, the move was efficient.

The 216 square meter apartment was indeed spacious and comfortable.

But Cora felt uneasy. Once the moving company left, she pulled Megan aside, glancing at Bianca before asking. “Why y is it Sullivan’s people managing this? Tell me the truth, Megan… are you back with him?”

Megan knew she couldn’t hide it. She came clean, her voice detached, “Yes, I’m back with Sullivan. After all the hardships, Com, I’ve

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realized it’s easier being Mrs. Lowry. It was my naivety tint caused you and dad such trouble”

Cora couldn’t bear to hear this. She didn’t want to cry, but tears fell nonetheless

Now she understood why that lawyer suddenly returned from abroad, why Wyatt’s case was resolved so smoothly.

It was because Megan had capitulated to Sullivan.

While Cora struggled with her emotions, Megan felt no less pain. She embraced Corn, whispering. ‘ll take care of myself. Please, look after Dad”

Cora didn’t want the mood to tum too somber. Wiping her tears, she forced a smile, “At least have dinner at home. I’ll make you some beef meatballs. Il grab my purse and go get the groceries.”

After Cora left, Megan remained, preparing herself for the role she had to play once again: the dutiful Mrs. Lowry.