Chapter 152
leaning footsteps, he turned to look at her, and their eyes met
Tame seemed to freeze.
livan’s voice was hoarse, “Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you all night.”
Megan slowly walked over to face him, not bothering to open the door, but instead leaning gently against it.
The hallway light made her delicate face appear pale, and her expression was one of exhaustion. She spoke to him with a calmness devoid of any accusation, “Sullivan, are you here to talk about divorce?”
Sullivan’s gaze tightened slightly. “I never thought about divorce.”
Megan offered a weary smile, bending down to remove her high heels which, despite their beauty, had been causing her pain after a long night. Removing them brought her relief.
Holding her elegant heels in hand, she looked down. “But you let Cressida take wedding photos in the mansion my mother built with her own two hands! Even if our marriage is falling apart, the departed deserve respect. Yet, Sullivan, the way you indulge your lover and The compensation you offer her far exceed what you’ve offered our mamage. My family and I don’t get even a modicum of respect from you
Tears welled up in Megan’s eyes as she pressed her head against the door, using it to support her weary body.
ter slender neck tensed. Her lips quivered and she continued, “Sullivan, you always talk about starting over! But you don’t love me, not even close, your affection is limited. You’re just trying to correct the course of your troubled life‘ In the end, it’s all about you! How I feel and whether I’m happy or doing this willingly never crosses your mind. To you, it all boils down to compensating me. Yes, you have a lot of money, enough to buy all sorts of things any woman would desire or even negotiate terms with me, knowing my vulnerabilities, knowing I’m too scared to leave… But Sullivan, can love bom out of threats truly be called love?”
After speaking, she paused, her breathing pained
She turned to open the door
Sullivan attempted to follow her in, but Megan resisted, the door pinning his fingers.
“I’m too exhausted to deal with you right now. Sullivan
Ignoring his throbbing fingers, Sullivan locked eyes with her, his gaze unfathomable.
Having been married to Megan for three years, he was well aware of her temperament Her words just now spoke volumes of her disillusionment, and he could feel her desire to leave him Yet he was not ready to let go.
low voice, he told her it was his assistants mistake, not his intention
He could make it up to her
Megan, head bowed, didn’t respond. She asked him to let go as she wanted to close the door. Sullivan didn’t persist, but as the door closed, he whispered, “Im sorry”
The door shut, and Megan leaned against it, lost in thought
Outside Sullivan stood still
The light illuminated his face, highlighting his features, making him even more handsome. He stared at the door for a long while, then slowly stepped back, leaning against the wall…
