All Chapters of A Monster's Mute Bride.: Chapter 111 - Chapter 120

Cane and I slowly hicked up the driveway, preparing ourselves to fight our way in. We were already breathing heavily as we got closer to the house. The slope was not easy to climb within a few minutes, but Cane and I managed to beat our set time and get there within ten minutes. As we got closer to the house, the men standing in front and around it started getting more and more tense, standing in a stance that was built to plant their feet firm in the ground and fight us off. Cane immiedeatly pointed the HECKLER on them, favoring the gun he had strapped to his back instead of the one hanging from his shoulder. "Let us through or I promise you, I will not hesitate to shoot." He warned in a serious tone. But I didn't think they understood that he meant what he said. Instead of moving aside or even moving a muscle, they just stood there and stared at us, believing that we were just bluffing. "I warned you." Cane called out before he pulled the trigger, firing a bullet straight throu

Ella Smith...My entire world was crumbling down on me. My eyes were wide open, but the only thing I could see was darkness.Images were flashing in my head, and voices were ringing in my ears. I couldn't understand what was going on around me. I could hear a distant voice calling my name out. A hand would reach for my shoulder once in a while, trying to shake me awake.I wasn't asleep. I was just lost.I blinked my eyes multiple times before I looked around. My vision was very blurry, but I could tell that I was sitting in the front seat of a car, a car that was going really fast.My head swayed from side to side. I had no control over myself what so ever.Everything felt like it had happened so fast, yet it felt like it took days.The scent of my own blood was making my head hurt. It made my skin feel weird. I knew for sure that if I reached up to touch the side of my face, I would feel the dryness, along with the swollen side.My mind was forcing me to remember the event

Elijah Smith...I drove back to the mansion like a mad man. I wanted to reach the house as soon as possible to see if Ella was okay.Of course, she couldn't be okay. That was a ridiculous thing to think about.I recalled what Dante said to me. He told Ella everything I had done in the past, everything that would cost me my wife.I couldn't imagine how I was going to explain myself to her. My entire excuse to trying to have Elliot Williamson killed and success in killing Custo suddenly didn't seem good enough.Instead, I felt foolish, just like Dante had said I'd acted.The only excuse I had was that I was a made man, and I did what I thought was right, no matter how horrible it might sound.That would most certainly make Ella hate me. That is, if she doesn't already hate my guts.When I finally got to the mansion and parked the car a bit behind Cane's car, I had a little bit of hope that I might get to talk to Ella. What I have done might be horrible, but she and I love each othe

Ella Smith...I kept my eyes closed and tried to ignore the presence of the people standing around me. I felt the bed sink and realized that someone was sitting behind me."Ella?" I heard Cilvia's soft voice, which was too soft for her.I felt her hand on my shoulder, and I instantly tensed up. My reaction made Cilvia withdraw her hand."Doctor Morgan is here. You need to get up so he can deal with your cuts." Cilvia commented. I didn't care to move for anyone, not even for the old man standing behind me, waiting to treat me."Ella?" Dalinda called out.I opened my eye and let out a tired sigh.I slowly pushed myself up to a sitting position, feeling my arms shake as I did.I looked towards the nightstand, where I had left my notebook and pen a few days ago.I reached for it with shaky hands and flipped the cover open. "I don't want anyone in here while I'm getting treated." I wrote down and turned the notebook to the group.They each read what I wrote down and then shared a gl

Ella Smith...I hugged my knees to my chest as I sat on the chair facing the window. My eyes were planted on the garden, staring at the flowers as the morning sun slowly started beaming down its ray on them, magnifying their natural beauty.I really wanted to leave the mansion and sit outside in the sun, let the morning sun warm the coldness that was spreading all over my body.My head was pounding, along with the side of my face that was still swollen. When Doctor Morgan said that it would get worse before it got better, he wasn't joking because the bruise was as purple as it could ever be.I'd tried to fall asleep. I tried to shut everything out, but the past three weeks have been horribly hard.I have done everything in my power to avoid the people living in this mansion, including Elijah.While it hasn't been easy to do so, it wasn't also impossible. I made sure to wake up super early even before the workers woke up and would make my way to the kitchen to grab myself somethi