All Chapters of Being Mr. Hunt's Wife : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Alura was bored, Lucius had gone out for a meeting at one of their partner companies, leaving her alone to run the routine pre-audit checks.It was boring, repetitive work. She matched numbers on her screen to physical numbers on paper invoices, ensuring the supply chain funds balanced before the external auditors arrived next month.Then, a specific item caught her attention.Alura frowned and scrolled back up. It was a disposal invoice for after-product waste from Hunt Group’s oil refineries. The waste was a toxic, chemical sludge left over from crude processing. By law, this sludge had to go to a regulated disposal facility. Disposing of it was expensive. It always cost the company money.But this invoice did not show a cost. It showed a profit.She pulled up the destination address for the shipping logs. The toxic waste was not going to a disposal site. It was going to a third-party manufacturer she did not recognize.Alura typed the dates into her search bar. This had been happe

Grey returned to the penthouse just as the morning sun finally broke over the Ashford Bay skyline. Abigail was sitting on the edge of the living room sofa, her knees pulled tight to her chest. She had not slept. Her eyes were red and swollen, staring blankly at the unlit fireplace.Grey walked in and stopped a few feet away. He swallowed hard, wondering how else he could break this devastating news to her."Abigail... It was Evelyn," Grey said in a whispered, his voice stripped of all emotion.Abigail blinked, slowly raising her head. "....What?""Dr. Harrow," Grey added, stepping closer. "Marcus hacked the clinic's secure servers last night. He got access logs and the lab data. Both of your IVF embryos were viable. They were strong. But.... Evelyn tampered with the hormone fluids during the final preparation phase to ensure your body would reject them."Abigail stared at him. The words took a few seconds to process, sinking through the haze of her grief. When the reality finally cl

Abigail sat on the edge of her bed for a long time. The clock on her nightstand glowed in the dark, ticking past midnight. She stared at the closed door of her bedroom, her hands gripping the thin silk of her nightgown.Her mind was spinning in circles. Was she about to make a big mistake, or was this the only choice left. After all she was the one who pushed him into a corner, and challenged him when he had thought she was bluffing. *Come to my room. When you're ready.*The words echoed in her head. Her stomach tied itself into nervous knots.She was twenty-five years, yet she had never been with a man. She had spent her youth hiding from her father’s loan sharks, shrinking into the background, trying to remain invisible. She had no sexual experience whatsoever. She had no idea what she was doing or what she was going to do. What if she was too awkward? What if she embarrassed herself by being coy and clumsy? She worried Grey would take one look at her hesitation and turn her away

Ethan was sitting in his small, cramped cubicle on the fourth floor of the Hunt Group building, staring blindly at a spreadsheet on his computer monitor.Weeks had passed since the humiliating encounter in the underground parking garage. He spent the last two weeks sending apologies on the internal company message boards, and months of being kept thirty six floors far away from the executive floor where Alura worked.Every time Ethan tried to find an excuse to visit the upper floors, he was repeatedly refused, all because Lucuis had given a strict order to confine him within the fourth floor.Ethan felt enraged. How dare Lucuis interfere. The man was a CEO, not a bodyguard. The strict warning from Human Resources was supposed to scare Ethan into submission, but it had only stoked his anger. He knew exactly what was happening. Lucuis was keeping Alura to himself, blocking anyone else from getting close. Ethan could not stand it. He felt a bitter, ugly sense of entitlement, he dated her

Audrey sat alone in her new, expensive apartment. She was lost in thoughts. Alura knew her ghost husband as Lou, yet she worked for Lucius Hunt who is actually her husband. And Lucius's grandmother calls him Lou. This was a very short, very dangerous bridge. If Alura ever connected those dots, the entire fake marriage would collapse. Audrey would lose her new status, and the rich lifestyle she deserved. She needed to move faster to lock down her position and figure out exactly what Alura knew.Audrey picked up her phone and dialed Alura’s number. She suggested they meet for coffee in the afternoon since it was weekend.......Moments later, Alura sat in a booth near the back, staring at her latte. When Audrey walked in, she wore a designer coat and carried a bag that looked really expensive.Audrey slid into the booth opposite Alura. She immediately dropped her shoulders and let out a long, shaky sigh. She began her performance."Alura, I don't know what to do," Audrey said. Her voi