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Chapter 126
Chapter 126
Megan shook her head. As the elevator doors closed, she whispered, “Without marriage, I can’t lose my career, too! I’m fine, Luke… let’s go!”
The private dinner that evening was surprisingly a hit. Content held by NôvelDrama.Org.
Megan in front of the seasoned pros of the industry, pulled off a stunning rendition of “Love’s Destiny,” quickly cementing herself as the new darling of classical music. Paxton was over the moon, introducing her to a slew of influential figures.
Megan had her fair share of red wine.
On the drive back, she started feeling unwell, her stomach burning like a bonfire.
The driver dropped her home, making a point to tell the house staff that the lady was under the weather and to whip up some hangover remedy soup.
The staff cared for Megan and got right on it.
But when they got to the second floor, they found Megan collapsed on the couch, forehead slick with sweat and her hands clutching her abdomen.
The maid was terrified. Gently shaking Megan awake, she asked, “Ma’am, where does it hurt? Should I call your husband?”
Megan was in too much pain to speak.
The agony was unbearable…
Seeing Megan in such pain, the maid panicked and, filled with concern, hurriedly dialed Sullivan’s number from the landline. After several attempts with no answer, she rushed downstairs to summon the driver. Together, they carried Megan to the car.
Megan, delirious with pain, knew she needed the hospital. She muttered, refusing to go to The Lowry Hospital. She didn’t want to see Sullivan!
Leo slammed the gas pedal, heading for Pinecrest Hospital–they had a family friend doctor there… It’s always better to have a familiar face in times of trouble. But little did they know, Cressida had just been admitted to Pinecrest Hospital not long before.
Fate has its own way of playing tricks on people!
After examination, Megan was diagnosed with acute gastritis, brought on by alcohol and emotional
stress.
She took her medicine and stayed in the hospital overnight, feeling much better by morning.
When she woke up, the maid went to handle her discharge paperwork. Megan, still a bit dizzy, decided to wander around. She paused by the glass overlooking the lush green courtyard, and her spirits lifted slightly at the sight.
From the hospital room behind her, a sudden argument broke out, a man’s voice sounding eerily familiar–it was Sullivan!
His tone was as cold as ice, laced with mockery. “That’s right! I don’t like her! But I’ll be damned if I let her like you!”
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“Begonia, what I reject, I sure as hell won’t let you have!”
“Let her go? How could I? Let me tell you, I’m not done playing yet!”
Inside, Begonia’s voice was subdued, the two clearly in a heated dispute.
Megan stood outside, quietly listening to Sullivan’s icy words echoing in her mind over and over.
“Let me tell you, I’m not done playing yet!”
So, his declarations of affection, his talk of starting over… it was all because he wasn’t done playing! She was merely a pawn in his game to show off to Begonia, a trophy in his competition!
And when he was done playing, he would discard her like a used rag, never to glance her way again.
And her feelings for him, misplaced over and over again!
How ludicrous!
How humiliating!
When she had found out about his renewed dealings with Cressida, she had hesitated, struggled even. She had even tried to probe if he had any real feelings for her, if he would come clean…
“Megan, your so–called clarity is laughable,” she thought.
She stepped back, intending to leave without a sound, but then the maid’s voice came from behind, “Madam, what are you doing here? I’ve been looking everywhere for you!”
The door suddenly swung open, and there was Sullivan with his pallid face.