All Chapters of Mrs. Hunt for 30 days: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

JasonI dropped to my knees right there on Chloe's doorstep, ignoring the sharp pain that shot through my chest and abdomen from the movement. The wounds were still healing, and kneeling like this probably violated every medical restriction my doctors had given me, but I did not care."Chloe, please listen to me," I began, looking up at her tear-stained face. "I need you to understand that I never meant to hurt you or our child. I was angry, I was desperate, everything was falling apart around me and I took it out on you. But I swear to God, I never wanted any of this to happen."Chloe sank to her knees in front of me, covering her face as she sobbed."I never meant to shoot you either," she cried. "Jason, I was so terrified. You were hitting me and I could feel the baby slipping away and all I could think was that I was going to die right there on those stairs. I just wanted you to stop, I just wanted to protect myself and our child."I reached out and pulled her hands away from her

MitchelleI woke up to sunlight streaming through the curtains and an empty bed beside me. Dorian had mentioned something about an early golf game with potential investors, so I stretched out across the mattress enjoying the rare luxury of having the entire space to myself.The past few weeks had been a whirlwind of business meetings, networking events, and opportunities that seemed almost too good to be true. Elena Petrova's partnership offer still felt surreal every time I thought about it. My own company, my name on the door, complete creative control over projects that could genuinely change how businesses operated.I grabbed my phone from the nightstand and scrolled through emails while still lying in bed. Nothing urgent, just a few follow-up messages from contacts I had made at various events. Still no official documents from Elena's legal team, but she had warned me that corporate lawyers moved slowly even when everyone was eager to finalize deals.My thumb hovered over Danika'

ChloeWe had gone back to our usual lives two days after the incident. Only that there was no job for Jason and there was certainly no lavish spending for me.Jason stood up from the breakfast table and kissed my forehead gently."Vincent and I have some business to talk about," he announced, grabbing his jacket from the back of his chair. "How long will you be gone?" I asked, trying to keep my voice casual."Probably most of the afternoon," Jason replied. "Maybe into the evening depending on what we find. Will you be okay here alone?"I nodded and forced a smile."Of course," I assured him. "I'll just rest and settle back in properly. Maybe reorganize some of my things."Jason kissed me again before heading toward the front door where Vincent was already waiting. I watched through the window as their car pulled away down the long driveway, waiting until it completely disappeared from view.The moment they were gone, I grabbed my phone and scrolled through my contacts until I found t

JasonThe drive to the club felt longer than usual, probably because my mind would not stop racing through everything that had fallen apart. Vincent sat in the passenger seat scrolling through his phone, occasionally making notes about things we needed to discuss once we arrived.When we pulled up to the building, I noticed immediately how well-maintained everything looked. Fresh paint on the exterior, new signage glowing even in daylight, security posted at every entrance looking professional and alert."You've really kept this place running," I commented as we walked inside.Vincent grinned with obvious pride."Man, I told you I put my heart and soul into this operation," he replied. "Come on, let me show you everything."We spent the next hour walking through every section of the club. Vincent had expanded the VIP areas, upgraded the sound system, brought in higher-end liquor suppliers, and most impressively, doubled the security presence to keep out trouble that could attract poli

JasonI walked through the front door exhausted from spending the entire day at the club with Vincent, my body was still aching from the gunshot wounds that were taking forever to fully heal. Chloe appeared from the living room the moment she heard me enter, her face lit up with that smile that always made my chest tighten."How did everything go?" she asked, taking my jacket as I kicked off my shoes."Better than expected actually," I replied, following her into the living room where we both settled onto the couch. "Vincent already started planning how we can rebuild."Chloe curled up next to me, resting her head on my shoulder."Rebuild what exactly?" she questioned."A new version of Hunt Enterprises," I explained. "Something smaller and more sustainable this time. Vincent wants to call it Hunt Classics and focus on strategic investments rather than trying to resurrect the old corporate structure overnight."I spent the next twenty minutes walking her through everything Vincent an