All Chapters of Being Mr. Hunt's Wife : Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

The steady, rhythmic beep of a heart monitor was the first sound Alura heard. It echoed through a thick fog in her mind, pulling her slowly back to the waking world.She tried to open her eyes, but the harsh fluorescent lights above the bed forced her to squeeze them shut. A dull ache throbbed against her temples, and her body felt stiff and sore. She swallowed, her throat dry like sandpaper."Alura?"The voice was rough, quiet, and thick with exhaustion.Alura forced her eyes open again, blinking until the blurry shapes in the room sharpened into focus. White walls. Blue curtains. The sterile smell of hospital bleach. She turned her head on the stiff pillow.Lucius was sitting in a chair right next to her bed.He looked really worried. He leaned forward, gripping her hand in both of his."You are awake," Lucius breathed. He bowed his head, pressing his lips against her knuckles. His shoulders trembled for a brief second. "Thank God."Alura tried to speak, but her voice came out as a

Lucuis had excused himself and went out to talk with me Hank. He looked quite shocked but assured Alura it was nothing.A lot had happened and she didn't have the strength to ask any questions, so she didn't pry.With time Alura healed faster than anyone expected. She spent her days resting in the main bedroom of the Hunt estate, surrounded by sunlight and warmth. Lucius refused to leave her side. His care became obsessive. He hardly went to work anymore, he only worked from a laptop on the edge of her bed, practically watching her every breath. The bruises on her face faded, and the nightmares of the hospital attack began to lose their grip.For a few short days, they lived in a bubble of quiet, untouchable peace.Alura and Lucius were sitting in the private upstairs living room when the security intercom buzzed. Lucius pressed the button, expecting a routine check-in from the front gate."Mr. Hunt," the head guard said. His voice was tense. "Sir, there is a woman at the gate. She f

The silver flash drive looked too small to hold almost a billion dollars secret, but it sat on Lucius’s glass desk like a live grenade.Sophia had handed it over with shaking hands. Lucius wasted no time. He called in his top analysts, and within two hours, they broke through the encrypted files. The numbers flashing across the monitors were staggering. Eight hundred million dollars. Uncle Roland had funneled the funds through dozens of dummy corporations over the last three years, bleeding Hunt Group from the inside out to build his own shadow empire.But the ledgers held something even darker. The digital paper trail connected Roland directly to the toxic oil waste scandal. Roland was the one who approved selling the hazardous byproducts to the cheap cosmetics manufacturer. He had knowingly put thousands of consumers in danger just to line his own pockets, and he had framed Chairman Park to cover his tracks.Lucius read the final report. His eyes turned into chips of black ice. How

Back in Cedarville Grandma Mabel hated staying at the hospital. When the doctors delivered the final news that her stage four pancreatic cancer had won, she made her demands clear. She refused to spend her last days hooked up to tubes in a freezing room that smelled like bleach.She wanted to go home.Lucius brought her back to the Hunt estate. He hired a private medical team, converted a section of the ground floor into a care suite, and moved her bed out into the bright estate gardens every morning. The autumn sun was warm, and the air smelled of blooming roses and damp earth.Grandma Mabel lay on the soft bed, staring up at the clear blue sky. Her body was frail, her skin pale and thin like paper, but her mind was still as sharp as a razor. She listened to the birds singing in the old oak trees. She felt the gentle breeze against her cheek. She was ready.Lucius sat in a wooden chair on her right side. Alura sat on her left. Then there was Bryan standing close to Lucuis.Lucius

The Hunt vow renewal was the most anticipated event of the decade.The estate gardens were transformed into a dream. Thousands of white roses lined the walkways, and crystal lights hung from the branches of the old oak trees, catching the afternoon sun. Hundreds of elite guests, rival CEOs, Friends, family and local politicians sat in rows of white chairs on the green lawn. News helicopters circled far above the property line, desperate to get a shot of the billionaire and his bride.In the front row, Bryan sat with a bright smile. He looked sharp in a tailored suit, radiating the confidence of a successful working model. He didn't like to wear suits, but Alura had joked and told him he might find a girlfriend in the after-party, and he wouldn't want to regret not dressing impressively.He was finally happy and free from Roland’s dark shadow, and he cheered louder than anyone else as the ceremony began.At the altar, Lucius stood waiting. He wore a blue tuxedo. Beside him stood Jax