All Chapters of Mrs. Hunt for 30 days: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

DanikaThe doctor took a breath and looked directly at me with the kind of expression that made my stomach drop."I'm afraid your friend had an overdose of laxatives in her system," he stated calmly. "Which caused severe diarrhea and extreme dehydration that put significant stress on her organs.""Laxatives?" I repeated as my mind tried to process what he was saying. "How? She didn't take any laxatives, someone must have given them to her!""We don't yet know if it was accidental or intentional ingestion," the doctor continued. "But the amount in her system was dangerously high, and when she was brought in her kidneys were already shutting down from the dehydration."I screamed before I could stop myself, and the sound echoed through the hospital hallway as Luther grabbed my shoulders to keep me from collapsing."Babe, babe, calm down," Luther urged as he held me steady. "Just breathe, you need to breathe."But I couldn't breathe because Mitchelle's kidneys were shutting down and it w

DorianI sat in the hospital waiting room with my hands clasped together as I tried to control the rage building inside me. Every instinct I had screamed at me to pull out my phone and call my contact at the police department to report this as attempted murder, but I forced myself to think strategically instead of letting my emotions dictate my actions.Mitchelle and I had no formal alliance yet, she hadn't even agreed to my marriage proposal or signed any contracts that would give me legal standing to act on her behalf. For all the police knew at this point, this could have been accidental ingestion or even a suicide attempt. I couldn't blow my cover and risk everything before our partnership had even officially begun.I took a deep breath and piped down, settling back into my chair as Danika continued crying softly beside me with Luther's arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders. The waiting was torture but I had learned patience during my years of exile, and I would wait as lo

MitchelleI lay in the hospital bed surrounded by people who actually cared whether I lived or died, and the feeling was so foreign after years of isolation that I almost didn't know how to process it. My body was weak and every movement sent sharp pains through my abdomen, but there was a strange peace settling over me as I looked at the faces gathered around my bed.The man standing beside Danika with his arm wrapped protectively around her shoulders must be Luther, the boyfriend she had mentioned during our conversations. He kept steadying her whenever she swayed with exhaustion, and I could see the genuine concern in his eyes even though we had never met. This wasn't the right time to ask about introductions or relationships, my energy needed to be conserved for more important things.My gaze shifted to Dorian standing on the other side of my bed, and I wondered how he had known to come to the hospital. Had Danika called him after I passed out, or had one of the maids at the house

MitchelleThe door closed behind Jason and Chloe and the room fell into blessed silence. I took a deep breath and let my body relax against the hospital pillows, finally feeling safe enough to lower my guard after the confrontation that had just happened.Luther turned to Danika with frustration written across his face."You couldn't control yourself?" he questioned sharply. "You created a whole scene in front of hospital staff and security."Danika pulled her hand away from his and faced me directly."Chelley, did you take any laxatives?" she demanded. "Tell me honestly, did you ingest anything that could have caused this?""No," I replied weakly. "I only took fruit juice that I ordered from the maid."Danika spun back to face Luther with vindication in her expression."The servants have lived with Mitchelle for years," she stated firmly. "They have no reason to poison her, they care about her more than her own family does. If Mitchelle didn't take any laxatives herself, then Chloe s

MitchelleI stood in front of the hotel mirror adjusting the collar of my dress and barely recognized the woman staring back at me. The past week since leaving the hospital had transformed me in ways that went beyond physical recovery, and I could see the change in my eyes more than anywhere else.Dorian had insisted on paying for this hotel suite while I cleared my head and planned my next moves. I had spent my time wisely, attending high profile networking events and business conferences where I sold my ideas to investors who actually listened when I spoke. I wasn't hiding or cowering like Jason and Chloe probably hoped, I was building my own foundation of power brick by strategic brick.Today was the day everything changed officially. Danika had called yesterday to confirm that all the contract documents were legitimate and safe, which meant today I would legally enter into a marriage agreement with Dorian Roth. My hands trembled slightly as I picked up my purse, not from fear but