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Chapter 89
Lucia’s eyes brimmed with tears. The weight of concem was heavy in her heart.
She gripped Megan’s hand tightly. “How can he be so fickle? Do you think he’s hit a mid–life crisis already?”
The mood had been somber, but at Lucia’s words, even Megan couldn’t help but let out a chuckle. “It’s entirely possible!”
They talked about everything and nothing.
Lucia’s gaze settled on Megan, her expression a complex tapestry of emotions. “Bennett landed in the hospital last night! Broke a rib. it was Timeiny who took him. Victoria couldn’t stand Bennett having those feelings for you. They had a huge row right there in the ER. In the end, it was Mrs. Leach who had to come and sort everything out. I bet the Leach household is in total chaos right now”
Megan stirred her coffee, her head bowed. Her voice was a low murmur. “I didn’t provoke him.”
Lucia knew that, of course. She worried Bennett wouldn’t give up. The truth was, Bennett only held back because Megan was Sullivan’s wife, and if that ever changed…
Lucia couldn’t bear to think about it! She didn’t voice these gloomy thoughts. Instead, after a long time without seeing each other, Lucia insisted they go shopping for some sexy lingerie. She claimed she needed to up her game since a few young models had been circling Timothy lately, and she had to make sure she kept him hooked.
Megan knew it was not serious.
Lucia didn’t really love Timothy, did she?
At the mall, Lucia coerced Megan into buying a few pieces as well.
Megan felt they were a bit too much, but Lucia insisted, “With your fair skin, you’ll look stunning in dark lace” And with that, Lucia disappeared into another fitting room.
Megan watched her friend’s retreating figure with a soft smile. Then her phone rang.
It was Sullivan
Her smile faded as she answered the call with a gentle voice. “Sullivan, whats up?”
Sullivan was at the Lowry Group headquarters, lounging in the plush CEO office, idly spinning in his chair. “Heard from Laura you went out. Meeting someone?”
Even in his mild tone, Megan detected an underlying note of control. She replied softly. “Sullivan, there’s no need to beat around the bush and suspect me all the time.”
Silence came from the other end of the line.
Clearly, Sullivan was not pleased.
Megan lowered her voice further. “I’m out shopping with Lugla.”
Sullivan blightened a bit, his voice taking on a warmer note. “What did you buy? If you have time, could you please pick up some shirts for me… Okay?”
It used to be Megan’s habit to buy things for him, though he never wore them.
Now, he was pleading her to.
Megan didn’t understand why Sullivan insisted on pretending to be the perfect loving couple. Weren’t they better off before, when things were clear–cut?
She gently reminded him, “Your shirts are privately customized. Sullivan. Have you forgotten?”
Men can tell when they’re being humored by women.
But Sullivan didn’t press the issue Instead, he chuckled lightly, his voice tinged with a hint of intimacy. “I must have forgotten, Mrs. Lowry.”
After hanging up, Megan felt drained.
Just then, Lucia burst out of the fitting room. “Emergency call! I must run, Megap! We’ll catch up next time… Honey, could you settle the bill for me?”
Megan shook her head, resigned.
After Lucia left, Megan paid the bill and asked the staff to deliver Lucia’s purchases to her place.
She stepped out of the mall, it was still early.
The cinema was bustling with people.
The movie “My Past Love 4” had just premiered. Young couples were all around the poster, taking photos and checking in
1/2
10:07
Megan watched them, lost in a momentary trance, reminded that she was only 24 herself
Yet her heart felt battered and old.
10
She didn’t want to go home, didn’t want to return to a place shared with Sullivan. Almost on impulse, she bought a movie ticket, and holding it felt like she’d stolen two hours of joy
Right before the ticket checkpoint, a familiar voice called her name from behind. “Megan!”
Slowly turning around, Megan saw Sullivan, impeccable as always.
