All Chapters of Chained to the Devil: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

OliviaDebra's facial expression changed as her tone became more annoyed than earlier."I have no idea what you're talking about. I'm telling her the truth." The waiter brought our meals, interrupting any further discussion. He set them down and asked if we needed anything else. I could tell the man was uncomfortable as the tension from our table seemed even worse than before. Once we were all set, he left again fairly quickly. "I'll let you think about it while we eat our meal. If you still have no idea once we're finished, I'll tell Olivia, and that'll be your reminder." He responded and then took a bite of the salmon he had ordered for himself. Everyone began to eat the food in front of them. I had gotten a chicken escalope with a side of vegetables. Everything tasted great, but the tension at the table made it so it was hard to enjoy. I could feel the animosity Daniel and Debra seemed to have for each other. Once everyone was finished, Daniel looked back to Debra. "Time is up.

Olivia"Sir, the Scott have pulled up and are approaching the door." Gabriel came in to give a warning before greeting them."Very well. Bring them in, and we'll sit for dinner right away." Daniel responded."Right this way." We heard Gabriel's voice from the hall. Then, there were footsteps heading in our direction. Daniel sat at the head of the table while I sat next to him. we hardly have guests in our home apart from my mother, so it was pretty awkward. Debra sat across from me, and Richard sat across from Daniel. Daniel glared at them both as they sat down. The tension between us and them was clear."Welcome to our home," Daniel spoke to them."No problem. Thank you for having us." Debra responded. "The staff hurried out to serve the meal that was prepared. Tonight, we would be having some pork chops that were prepared perfectly. It was served with a mix of broccoli, cauliflower, and carrots. There was also a green salad and a roll. Daniel had strayed away from serving anythin

Olivia"Madam!" Julia hollered to get my attention before entering the back room."What is it, Julia?" I asked as she finally entered the room. My attention was still mainly on this dress that I was working on for a customer."You've been so busy in here today. What are you doing?" I could see she looked slightly concerned."Ms. Cooper needs this dress for her rehearsal dinner in a couple of days. I'm trying to get it finished." I answered."Okay, but maybe you should take a break?" She uggested."Can't do that." I answered as I continued on working on the dress. "It's Friday and I don't want to come in and work on this over the weekend.""Fifteen minutes won't kill you. Come on." She caught me off guard by how stern she sounded. "You're a pregnant woman, take a break."I looked over my work and sighed. "You're probably right. I need to call my husband anyway. This might keep me here later tonight."Okay." She nodded. "But step away from the dress while you do it." She gave me a serio

I only left the hospital once I knew Daniel was stable. He hadn't woken up yet but the transfusions seemed to have helped him a lot. The doctor was satisfied with how much progress he had made. It was just a matter of time before he woke up.I refused to leave his side for longer than a few minutes. I wanted to be there for him when he did wake up so I put Julia in charge of watching over the store. She kept me updated on any information that I needed to know. It helped ease the stress of the situation for right now.It had been about three days since the incident, and it felt like the longest days of my life. I had decided to address the public, so now everyone knew he had been shot. There was a lot of support for him on social media. I was even surprised by some of the messages that I was receiving. People wanted to check in on us.The detective on the case had come in to talk to me. They reviewed the security footage along with other evidence like a footprint. They were confident t

Olivia"I know. I know." He spoke as he used his hand to stroke my hair as he held me tightly. "I'm here. no one is going to take me away from you that easily.”I looked up at him. My cheeks were wet, as a few tears had escaped. I was holding back, though, as I was already sick of crying. My eyes and my head hurt from last night, and I didn't want it to get any worse.He placed a kiss on my forehead and proceeded to look around the hospital room. "What happened to me?" he asked."You were shot in the study," I answered. "There were four bullet wounds in total. Two on your right shoulder and two on your lower back. You lost a lot of blood and went into shock."He was quiet as he took in the information I shared with him. "The last thing I remember is going through emails. I got up to go to the kitchen to start figuring out what to make for you and then I fell to the ground.""I feel awful. You were laying there for hours because I worked late." I responded in a low tone. My guilt had