Chapter 31


    Chapter 31


    Megan snapped back to reality, noticing the car hade to a halt at a crossroads. The light ahead


    was red


    She pulled her hand from Sullivan’s grip and tumed her head away, her demeanor cooling. “Nothing”


    Sullivan’s gaze lingered on her averted profile. He felt an ufortable twinge in his heart.


    His mind wandered back to the early days of their marriage when Megan was just past her twenties


    Back then, Megan adored him. Every evening, when he came home from work, she would dash


    downstairs to relieve him of his briefcase, eagerly sharing the menu. she had nned for dinner and


    drawing him a warm bath before bed.


    At night during their intimate moments, he would sometimes hurt her on purpose. She would just


    snuggle up to him with her nose slightly red, wmpping her arms tightly around his neck and softly


    pleading with him to be gentle


    In those honeymoon days, she was truly joyful.


    But gradually, Megan stoppedughing and ceased her yful affection


    It seemed she had finallye to ept the fact that he didn’t love her and slowly realized that no


    matter what she did, it was all in vain, she was always met with indifference and disregard


    Megan was still considerate, but her attentiveness had be more akin to performing her wifely


    duties.


    There was no love, just obligation.


    Just like the truth she revealed after a few sses of wine, she had stopped liking him a long time ago.


    These thoughts made Sullivan’s imitation grow, he looked away with no intention of speaking to Megan


    again.


    The green light came on, and the ck Bentley slowly pulled away.


    Under the neon lights, the car’s luxury shone brightly.


    Megan’s palm rested against the car window, her gaze fixed on the French bistro they were passing by


    and she froze


    It was closed for business.


    Just the other day, it was bustling, and she yed the violin andter encountered Begonia and


    Sullivan….


    Megan slowly turned her head, examining Sullivan’s profile. She finally understood why Sullivan had


    insisted on driving her


    “Sullivan, are you showing me this on purpose?” she asked softly.


    Sullivan kept his eyes on the road, ignoring her.


    It wasn’t until they reached the bottom of her apartment building that he turned to look at her and


    spoke, “Do you know who owns that restaurant?”


    Megan had her suspicions, but she kept quiet.


    Sullivan shorted softly, leaning back into his seat with azy posture. “Tm not sure what Begonia had in


    mind by helping you. But Mrs. Lowry, don’t forget you’re still a married woman.”


    Megan offered a faint smile.


    It wasn’t hard to guess Sullivan’s thoughts; he wasn’t hiding them.


    It was just the typical male ego at y; he didn’t want his wife, whom he no longer cared for, to be with


    any other man, not even in their fantasies.


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    She didn’t want to submit to Sullivan, but she didn’t want to drag Begonia into their mess either.


    Her him.”


    After a moment’s consideration, Megan spoke calmly, “Our marriage has nothing to do with him!


    Sullivan, don’t go after


    Sullivan’s eyes bored into hers.


    After a long silence, he reached out and gently caressed her face, “1 trust you, Mrs. Lowry!”


    His touch camed a hint of yfulness.


    Megan recoiled, turning her face away. “I’m not Mrs. Lowry!”


    Sullivan looked at her steadily for a few seconds. Then he withdrew his hand, sitting up straight.


    His tone was more serious than Megan had ever heard before as he asked, “Megan, if you had the


    chance to do it all over again, would you choose Begonia or me?”


    Megan was taken aback, she hadn’t expected Sullivan to ask such a question.


    But clearly, Sullivan was not interested in her answer. He leaned over to open the car door for her. “Get


    out”


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    As soon as Megan stepped out Sullivan hit the gas, and the ck Bentley quickly disappeared into the


    night, vanishing from her sight


    Megan stood alone in the night air


    The chill of the evening wrapped around her, she pulled her cost tighter pondering Sullivan’s question.


    If she could choose again, who would she choose?


    Megan smiled faintly, eyes downcast In youth, one always chooses the one they love, even if it means


    flying too close to the me and suffering for it. Now, given another chance, she thought perhaps she


    would choose someone who loved her


    But life doesn’t offer so many second chances.