Book TRK
Chapter 182
Chapter 182
Luke couldn’t help but chuckle, “The buzz is unreal, Megan. Last night’s tickets in Harmony City sold out in a flash.”
Megan was pleasantly surprised.
After a moment of thought, she suggested, “How about we head out first thing tomorrow morning?” © 2024 Nôv/el/Dram/a.Org.
Luke teased her a bit before they ended the call.
Hanging up, Lucia shared in the excitement, “I’m all sorted now! Focus on your empire, Megan. Oh, and send my thanks to Sullivan Lowry, will you?”
She hugged Megan tightly, whispering, “As long as he treats you right, cherish your days together. Let bygones be bygones.”
Megan’s voice was hoarse, “I know.”
They parted ways with a smile; a smile tinged with tears as if they were the young girls they once were.
Descending the stairs, Megan got into the car.
Noticing her good spirits, the driver asked, “Ma’am, are we heading back to the villa?”
Leaning back, Megan booked a ticket to Harmony City for the next morning on her phone and sent Sullivan a WhatsApp message asking him to come home early as she had something important to discuss.
After sending the message, a sweet smile graced her lips.
The driver had to ask again before she snapped back to reality and softly replied, “Let’s head to Global Plaza. I need to pick up something.”
Tomorrow was Sullivan’s birthday.
With her leaving for Harmony City first thing in the morning, she wouldn’t be there to celebrate, so getting. him a gift seemed like the next best thing to make him happy.
After half an hour, Megan chose a pair of exquisite cufflinks for Sullivan.
$20,000, a bit pricey but worth it.
Returning to the villa by 7 pm, Sullivan hadn’t arrived yet. He replied to her WhatsApp message, asking her to have dinner without him as he would be late.
Not feeling hungry, Megan decided to take a shower first, spending some time playing with Shirley who snuggled into her embrace, turning Megan’s cheeks a soft shade of pink.
After her shower, she slipped into a black silk robe. The soft fabric hugged her fair skin, creating an enticing image.
It had been years since she’d tried to seduce Sullivan like this. Partly because his desires were always so apparent, it never seemed necessary, and partly because their relationship had been strained, leaving her feeling too ashamed to attempt it.
Flushing, Megan realized she was trying to please him, knowing his preferences well.
10:05
She waited for a long time, but Sullivan never came.
Eventually, she drifted off to sleep, Shirley snoring softly on her chest, both enjoying a peaceful slumber.
In the dead of night, the phone in the study rang, breaking the silence.
Megan woke up to find Sullivan still hadn’t returned home.
Half–awake, she looked out the window to see the night sky filled with floating snowflakes. It was snowing
again.
When the phone rang a second time, Megan, cradling Shirley, headed to the study, thinking it might be Sullivan calling back. But as she opened the door, the ringing stopped abruptly.
Turning on the wall light, the room brightened, revealing everything.
Sullivan’s desk was tidy, with just a few scattered documents.
Megan, ever the organizer, went to tidy up but paused as her fingers brushed against something, her face draining of color.
It was a psychological analysis report about her, commissioned by Sullivan!
Her husband, the man she had dressed up for, hoping to please, had sought a psychologist to ‘deal‘ with her. Everything about their recent interactions, every physical response she had, was meticulously documented. Even their intimate moment in the hospital room was described in detail!
The papers slipped through her fingers, landing softly on the floor, but to Megan, it sounded shattering.
Footsteps echoed in the hallway…
Megan recognized them immediately; they were Sullivan’s.
e her heart
In a moment, Sullivan stood at the study doorway, seeing his wife amid the scattered papers–papers he had forgotten to put away, containing the psychological report and invoices.