Chapter 19


    Chapter 19


    Sullivan gripped her tightly, his hand slipping beneath the hem of her ck silk dress


    They had yed the part of husband and wife for three years, and he knew exactly how to stir her


    passions, how to bring herfort, and make her body soften under his touch


    In the dimly lit, agingdor, their bodies entwined.


    They had both received elite education from a young nge–Megan was the quintessentialdy of


    breeding, while Sullivan’s fastidiousness about his surroundings bordered on obsessive


    But in that moment, none of that mattered to him. He wanted to see her break down, to hear her cry out


    in his arms, to listen to her voice–hoarse and tender–call out his name without any conscious


    thought….


    Megan was on the verge of copse under hismanding touch.


    “No! I… I didn’t!”


    “Sullivan, let me go! Stop doing this!”


    Her voice was a raspy whisper, quivering, only serving to ignite his desire for dominance further,


    Each feeble attempt she made to struggle was firmly quashed by Sullivan, followed by even more


    rough and humiliating treatment. He even leaned in close to her ear and murmured with malice. “Do


    you know who he is? Haven’t you noticed his resemnce to me? What, looking for a stand–in?”


    He knew her body well, and his skill was unmatched.


    Soon enough, Megan was melting under his touch.


    Sullivan gazed at her, his eyes glued to her sweaty forehead, his voice devoid of warmth, “That’s it


    then?”


    Megan leaned against his shoulder, her delicate skin looking even more pale and fragile against the


    backdrop of his dark shirt.


    While the afterglow faded, her mind sharpened. She was certain there was bad blood between Sullivan


    and Begonia


    But she didn’t specte further. Because at that moment, just dealing with Sullivan’s fury was enough


    to exhaust her


    She remained silent


    Sullivan looked at her with a sneer. After all, he was a scion of high society, always picky, and couldn’t


    stay in the decrepit corridor forever After venting his frustration, he carried Megan to the car parked in


    the alley.


    The ck Bentley was starkly out of ce amid the surrounding decay. Sullivan turned on the car’s air


    conditioning and tossed a few tissues to Megan, while giving disdainful nces at her as she tried to fix


    her disheveled dress.


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    Truth be told, he was hardly in better shape himself.


    Ever since Megan had demanded a divorce, relief had been rare for him. Just watching her in that


    wanton state was enough to stir him, but Megan hadn’t taken any precautions, and there were no


    condoms in his car


    He had restrained himself!


    After rposing herself, Megan finally calmed down. She pondered over what Sullivan might be


    thinking, which weren’t hard to guess. It was merely the difort of seeing his wife, not yet divorced,


    being too close with another man.


    It had nothing to do with love.


    As for this ludicrous intimacy, Megan found it nothing but embarrassed. She deliberately scoffed,


    “Sullivan, you are not jealous, are


    you?”


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    Sullivan ran his finger gently across her soft cheek,ughing densively. “As if you’re that precious! I’m


    merely reminding you that you’re still Mrs. Lowry! Don’t associate with irrelevant men”


    Megan’s smile thinned, “But you can associate with irrelevant woman, right?”


    Sullivan’s gaze was deep. He wasn’t particrly concerned about the business with Cressida, most of


    the time, Bianca handled it. And his trips to Harmony City were only asionally punctuated with


    casual visits.