Book TRK
Chapter 125
Chapter 125
Turns out, Megan had known all along that he would come here tonight. He stepped forward to catch Megan’s wrist, about to say something.
“Don’t touch me!” Megan wrenched free, taking a step back as she looked at him.
“Sullivan, you promised you’d stop seeing her! You said you had a meeting at the office tonight! But you’ve been with her all evening! What am I to you, Sullivan? What is our marriage to you? And all those sweet nothings you whispered–what? Just hot air?”
Sullivan grabbed her again, his frown deepening as he hissed, “Cut it out!”
Megan let out a bitter laugh. She hadn’t even started, and he was telling her to cut it out? Cut what out? Did she even have the right to make a fuss?
Tears misted her eyes as she looked at her husband and said softly, “Sullivan, if you hadn’t told me you cared, if you hadn’t said you wanted to start over with me, I wouldn’t care about your little escapades with her or the lovey–dovey act you put on for everyone else. But you did say those things, Sullivan… You probably don’t realize how disgusting I find it every time you come near me now. You’ve become unbearable!”
Sullivan’s expression turned dark and stormy. He pulled her close, whispering in her ear, “Unbearable, huh? But you seem to forget how much you enjoyed our sex. Have you forgotten?”
Megan was forced to tilt her head back to look at him.
Beneath the chandelier, her fair skin glowed, except for the wetness in her eyes and a faint bruise that seemed to throb at the end of her brows.
Sullivan caressed the small bruise, scoffing softly.
“Mrs. Lowry, I may have kept things from you, but it seems you haven’t been entirely honest with me either! It’s a two–way street in this marriage!”
Megan’s lips trembled. “There’s no two–way street. It’s just you and Cressida!”
She pushed him away with force, straightening herself up.
She didn’t want to waste her emotions or energy on them anymore. She had a private banquet to attend shortly, where she would even have to perform in front of some of the industry’s biggest names…
Just then, Luke came out to fetch the guests.
Spotting Megan, he approached with enthusiasm. “Why haven’t you come in yet? Paxton’s been waiting for you for ages. He was just talking you up to some of the teachers; everyone’s eager to meet you!”
Megan managed a weak smile. “I’m coming, Luke.”
Noticing Sullivan and Cressida, Luke looked puzzled. “Mr. Lowry, aren’t you and Megan married? Why are you here with Cressida? Aren’t you worried about scandal?”
Sullivan replied coldly, “You know my wife?!” Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.
The two men locked horns in a verbal duel.
09:53
Cressida, sitting in her wheelchair, turned pale. She had invested so much in tonight’s private banquet, even wearing adult diapers under her dress, thinking she would be the star of the evening. Yet, Megan had
stolen her thunder.
When she saw Megan, Cressida knew that studying with Paxton was pointless.
Megan was the one Paxton was looking for!
Suddenly, Cressida’s face turned ashen. Clutching the fabric of her dress, her voice cracked, “It hurts so much. Mr. Lowry, I’m in pain! Take me back to the hospitall”
Sullivan looked down at her.
Cressida’s forehead was beaded with sweat, her complexion nearly ashen. Without a moment’s hesitation, he scooped her up and headed for the elevator. The elevator doors opened and closed… Throughout it all, he didn’t even glance at Megan.
Megan watched her husband carry another woman away.
His eyes brimmed with tenderness for Cressida. He had forgotten he had a wife, forgotten his vows… How could she have ever thought that Sullivan had even the slightest affection for her?
“Megan, you’re such a fool!” She laughed inwardly.
Luke, witnessing the scene, couldn’t help but sigh. He looked at Megan with concern. “Do you need a moment? Or maybe we should reschedule? I can tell Paxton and the others you had a little accident on the way here.*