Chapter 159

Chapter 159

Megan met Sullivan’s gaze, her look calm and unflinching.

After a long pause, Sullivan dinled her number.

Megan answered, and she heard Sullivan’s icy voice, “Get out of the car.”

Megan looked at him, her voice soft, “Sullivan, I’ve told you, we’re separated. Who I hang out with is none of your business! I won’t avoid my friends just because of you. Besides, today is Cynthia’s birthday. I was just going out for dinner, not cheating on you

“But you know Begonia has a thing for you!”

“So what? Cressida likes you, doesn’t she? Did you keep your distance?”

Megan hung up.

Through the car window, Sullivan saw the moistness in her eyes.

Was it because of Cressida? She still cared

Then, Begonia started the car, ready to hit the gas and crash!

The cars brushed past each other, screeching loudly.

Sullivan was known for his temper, never backing down, especially not from someone like Begonia.

But Megan was in the car. He feared for her safety.

His black Bentley slowly backed away, letting Megan leave him behind. As the cars passed by each other, Sullivan’s hand reached out the window, as if to grab her, but ultimately grasped only air.

I love you…

These words echoed, but Sullivan was the only one to hear them.

Megan leaned back against the leather seat, lost in thought. Her eyes were slightly moist

After checking the rear–view mirror, Begonia glanced at her and then softly asked, “Should you give him another chance? Sullivan rarely cares about anyone.”

Begonia had known Sullivan for so long and understood his temperament. Sullivan backing off like that was unheard of.

But if this isn’t love, what is!

Begonia’s mother Cynthia didn’t live with him; she resided alone in an old mansion, modestly fumished.

Megan brought her a small gift. “Happy Birthday.”

Cynthia was delighted and replied. “It’s great to have you here!”

It had been a while since she’d seen Megan, and she kept touching her hands. “You’ve grown so much! You look just like your mom.”

Megan smiled gently.

She helped Cynthia make dinner, and they watched a prime–time TV show together.

Begonia was in the study reading an academic research report, it was actually his mother who wanted to

o see Megan,

After dinner, Cynthia went to do the dishes, and Megan stepped out onto the balcony to gaze at the distant night view.

It seemed to be a holiday, as a large firework burst in the sky. Megan watched, then a faint smile appeared on her lips as she was thinking how nice it would be if there were fireworks every day, so her mom wouldn’t feel lonely in heaven.

Her smile was adorable, reminiscent of her in her twenties.

Downstairs, Sullivan stood quietly, looking up at Megan.

Seeing her smile, he found himself smiling inadvertently… then Begonia came out, handing Megan a sparkler. The sparkler lit up, colorful and dazzling, Looking into Begonia’s eyes, it was as if they held countless tiny stars.

Sullivan’s smile gradually faded.

When Megan was leaving, Begonia walked her downstairs.

As soon as the door opened, Megan found herself enveloped in a warm embrace.

It was Sullivan.

Right in front of Begonia, Sullivan pulled Megan Into his arms, even holding the back of her head. Megan belleved that if she dared to move, Sullivan would kiss her

He had lost his mind!

As she looked up, Sullivan was also looking at her, his eyes telling her he had indeed lost it.

His eyes were a deep crimson. He whispered to her that conceding her presence was his greatest compromise. He forgot about pride, forgot Begonia was the person he disliked the most, and couldn’t help but kiss Megan’s lips lightly. The dry touch wasn’t particularly pleasant, but he was almost trembling.