บททั้งหมดของ Being Mr. Hunt's Wife : บทที่ 51 - บทที่ 60

"He knows! Grey, he knows everything!"Elena yelled in panic. She stood in the middle of the living room, trembling so hard she looked like she might collapse.Grey looked at his mother’s pale, terrified face in confusion. "Who knows what? Mother, breathe. Tell me what happened."Elena grabbed his arms, her nails digging into his shirt. "Victor Crane," she choked out. "He called me. He found the old suppressed police files. He knows, Grey. He knows I pushed your father down the stairs."Abigail who was still sitting frozen on the sofa, immediately felt goosebumps.Grey's eyes widened. His storm-grey eyes locked onto his mother's face."Y-you pushed him?" Grey asked. His voice was dangerously low.Elena squeezed her eyes shut, hot tears spilling over her cheeks. "He was going to kill me, Grey. He was drunk. He had his hands around my throat. I just pushed back. And he....He fell. I swear I didn't mean to kill him, but I left him there. I covered it up." She sobbed, her knees buckling.

Audrey went to visit Lucuis at Hunt Group, she sat on the leather sofa in his office, sipping her tea. She wore a modest beige dress. She looked exactly like a billionaire’s wife was supposed to look.Lucius sat behind his desk and watched her."The tea is wonderful, Lucius," Audrey said. Her voice was soft and pitched to sound sweet and agreeable. "I really appreciate you taking the time to see me today. I know how busy you are with the Takahashi project.""It is a brief break," Lucius replied. His voice was flat.He studied her face. This was supposed to be the woman he married. The woman his grandmother, Mabel, swore was special. But sitting across from her, all Lucius felt was a mild, scratching irritation. She was polite and agreeable. She would make a good public impression. But she didn't feel like Lily.The Lily he texted late at night was stubborn. She fought back, she also had a sharp tongue and a fierce sense of pride. The woman sitting on his sofa just smiled and nodded at

Lucius made sure that the public announcement didn't change his strained relationship with Audrey.He did not allow Audrey to move into the Hunt estate. He didn't even introduce her to his Uncle Roland or his cousin Bryan. He gave the excuse that he was waiting for grandma Mabel to return before he would properly introduce her. And as far as Lucius was concerned, the public broadcast was just a tool to quiet the board members and kill the dark web bounty. Beyond that, everything remained exactly the same. She was a stranger he had to tolerate, and he kept his walls high.Audrey hated how strained their relationship was, it wasn't what she expected. She had played her cards perfectly to trap the billionaire, yet she was still locked outside of his real world. Worse, she could not even get her hands on the money which she was actually after. The huge but modest monthly allowance Lucius deposited still went straight into Alura's bank account automatically. Audrey spent hours pacing he

Lucius stared at the invitation resting on his desk. The Men's Networking Foundation and Charity Gala was this weekend. It was an annual requirement for the city’s elite, an event where CEOs gathered to show off their business credibility, network with rivals, and throw money at charities to look good for the press.It was also a night where they were expected to bring their spouse.Lucius leaned back in his chair and rubbed his temples. Audrey was the obvious choice. She was, according to the public and the board, his legal wife. But the very thought of spending four hours playing the devoted husband to her made his stomach turn. She was loud, greedy, and lacked any sense of real grace. Taking her meant faking smiles, answering invasive questions, and watching her parade around like she owned the room. He could not do it. His patience for her act had run dry weeks ago.Especially since he got some report of her unruly behavior at the mall she was attacked in. Though he didn't tell he

It was the next day after the MNFC gala.Hilda was in her office, she stared at the glowing screen of her laptop, photos from the MNFC gala were trending online.She clicked through the images, her eyes scanning the wealthy crowds until she found him. Lucius.He looked as cold and untouchable as ever, walking through the grand lobby. But Hilda’s gaze snapped immediately to the woman standing next to him.The camera angle was bad. A passing waiter partially obscured the woman's face, but her body and her dress were in plain sight.Hilda leaned closer to the screen. Deep blue silk. A simple, elegant dress with no excessive jewelry.Hilda’s jaw tightened. She knew that style. She had spent the last two years studying Lucius, what he wore, what he drank, the exact aesthetic he liked. She knew his taste better than he did. Because she had practically stalked him. And she knew very well that the woman in the photo did not pick that dress. Lucius chose it. He bought it for her.Or was it hi