Todos os capítulos de You Saved Her and Let Our Son Die. Don’t Start Crying Now: Capítulo 91 - Capítulo 100

Outside the club, Eugene kept a smile on his face as he saw Tom off, even though Tom still looked completely confused. But the second Tom’s car disappeared into the distance, Eugene’s expression darkened.The moment he turned and headed back upstairs, he said impatiently to Hunter, “This guy seriously has no idea what’s good for him. You offered him that kind of money, and he still refused to leave UME. I’ve never seen anyone this stubborn.”Once they realized UME wasn’t going to accept investment from Ford Corporation, Hunter had Gavin look into UME’s technical director.They had spent the whole night throwing everything at him, pressure, incentives, every trick in the book. They had even offered him three times what he was making at UME, all to get him to jump ship to Ford Corporation.But Tom was stubborn to the bone.No matter what they said, Tom gave them the same answer every time. “I watched UME grow with my own eyes. It’s like my child. I can’t go be someone else’s nanny j

Mr. Wheeler had chased after her, but the moment he saw Hunter, he stopped short.Looking at Stella clinging to Hunter, he felt both frustrated and bitterly disappointed. He had been that close. Just a little more, and he would have had her.But no matter how unwilling he was to let it go, he didn’t dare take another step forward.He knew what things were like between Stella and Hunter, and he also knew Hunter did not care for her.But that was beside the point. Like her or not, she was still Hunter’s wife. If Hunter found out he had tried to make a move on her, he would be finished.Mr. Wheeler quickly put on a respectable expression and forced a smile. “Mr. Ford, I have no idea who drugged Ms. Spencer, but she suddenly grabbed onto me out on the street and tried to throw herself at me. I was worried something might happen, so I thought I should get her settled first and then contact you.“Now that you’re here, I can stop worrying.“I’ll be on my way.”With that, Mr. Wheeler d

At the villa, it was always Mrs. Wilson who did the cooking.Hunter had no idea whether Stella even knew how to cook.He had been half expecting the food to be inedible, but to his surprise, it tasted pretty good.As for that strange sense of familiarity, he didn’t think much of it.He figured he was probably just starving and imagining things.Knock knock.A knock sounded at the door.Hunter got up and opened it to find Gavin standing there, sweating all over.“Sorry, Mr. Ford. Two cars crashed on the expressway, and traffic was backed up the whole time.”Gavin felt deeply uneasy.He had been sure Hunter would lose his temper.But to his surprise, Hunter barely reacted. He simply held out his hand. “The clothes.”Stella had already worn him out so badly that he didn’t even have the energy to get angry anymore.After changing, Hunter found himself walking toward the bedroom almost without thinking.He pushed the door open and saw Stella still lost in her drug-induced slum

In Stella’s experience, Hunter had never been the type to knock.Whenever he wanted something from her, he would just push the door open and walk in.Had he suddenly changed?Or was it not him?The thought crossed Stella’s mind, but she still called out, “Come in.”A second later, Zac pushed the door open and stepped inside, carrying a steaming mug. “Drink some ginger tea. It’ll help settle your stomach.”Stella froze.Then she paused.To be fair, Zac had always been incredibly patient.And thinking back on everything that had happened the night before, none of it would have seemed out of character for him.Had she mistaken Zac for Hunter?Did that mean Zac was the one who had taken care of her all night?The thought hit her like a bolt of lightning, and she couldn’t help blurting out, “Were you here all night?”Guessing what she was thinking, Zac nodded. “It was an emergency.”The night before, after making an appearance at the charity gala, he had come out and realized

Stella didn’t take his words seriously.Keeping her head down, she stamped the contract, sorted the two copies, then stood and handed one to him. “Looking forward to working with you.”Fabian held out his hand.Assuming he was reaching for the contract, Stella moved it a little closer. Instead, Fabian closed his hand over hers. His broad palm covered her fingers, and the faint coolness of his touch lingered at her fingertips.Stella froze and instinctively pulled her hand back.“Likewise,” Fabian said, taking the contract from her hand with a faint smile. “I wasn’t joking about my earlier proposal, Ms. Spencer. You should think about it.“Goodbye.”With that, he turned and left with effortless ease. On the way out, he even thanked the receptionist politely.Stella stood there for a moment in a daze. If not for the lingering sensation at her fingertips, she might have thought she had imagined it. She had wondered whether Fabian had some ulterior motive in approaching her, but